Saturday, December 5, 2009

Tina Stoves Writes Speaks Inspires


What You cant See

One the outside I smile like everything’s fine
Blinded by the light when you look into my eyes

Distracted by my style and the clicking of my heels
But my soul screams out its time to be healed

They ask me how I’m doing and I tell them fine
But they don’t know about the nights I set up crying

Dying to be heard, demanding to be free
The load is getting heavy stop pressuring me

Trying to please the world instead of my self
I always aim at first, never second best

If I could only reach that mountain that’s so high to climb
Then maybe things would change in time

But until then I will smile and laugh like normal
But know one will ever know my life’s so informal

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