If only you knew what I have been through, if only your eyes seen what mine have seen.
My eyes saw the pain of what others felt and my ears hold secrets meant not for me.

I can’t feel the pain because there is none. I can’t bring myself to touch the scars.

I’m glad you don’t know what my heart feels.

The anxiety, yet peace of not knowing. I feel like I’m losing control. But, I’m not in control.

My heart wants to go places where I can be myself but the storm’s anchor always brings me back.

My eyes hold uncried tears of hidden feelings.

Am I losing my mind or is it losing me? Who can understand me?

I can’t go where you want me to go, my heart says yes but my head says no.

I go where nobody knows me, but it comes with me.

Why do I let this define me?