Dear...whomever...

*sigh*

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qEwSD7dNcBE

Lies-Tiara Rodriguez

i smile and tell her to be happy, 

But I'm crying inside.

I tell her it wasn't her fault,

And that it was mine.

She got upset, 

And I cry

Until the sun set,

I don't feel alive.

There's a fine line, my friends,

From living and breathing,

One says you survive the day,

While the other barely made the evening

I write poetry in my times of need,

And I write more now than ever,

For my sanity on the line, a child so Devine,

Figured I wasn't so clever.

And now I'm hurt, and soon I'll cry.

It's my second home now,

This bed of lies.

It's my only home now. 

It's where I'll cry.