• Sitting,searching for my place.
    Not one little smile comes over my face.

    Sitting,Waiting for the world to find me.
    My mouth is open but I can't scream.

    The tears are there flowing down my cheeks.
    I've sat for hours though it feels like weeks.

    I'm playing hide and seek with my place.
    While more tears are streaming dowm my face.

    Broken and crumbled on the floor.
    Crying will help me no more.


    Standing strong is what it takes.
    One smile escapes me tear stained face.

    Smiles and laughter come at last.
    Destroying what's left of my emotionless mask.