i cope with my addiction.
my selection, of drugs and drinks.
i cope with the problems,
of losing, and failing.
i losted a lover..
i dont want to lose a friend.
i hide myself from the world..
i hide the pain i have inside.
i show no emotion..
just another face in the crowd.
i cry at the darkest hours of the night.
you'll never know..
because its not part of your sight.
i show you want i want you to see..
i act like im happy.
you'll never know whats wrong with me.
but when you read closely..
you will find, all the scars and pains leaking out slowly..
no one ever reads me clearly..
they assume.
you think you know?
i doubt it..
if you know me..
im as happy as can be..
no one knows what going on with me...
no one knows how i think..
no one sees what i see..
some might have felt what i felt..
but hardly any..
so.. next time you look at someone..
think twice.. before you judge...
Dislocated Heart
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cope-with-it/
