What's inside

Because beneath those eyes lay something beyond imagination.

A voice inside,

screaching and crawling

depressed and calling

waiting to be let out

waiting to be shouted out loud.

It's whispering sound

a haunting scream in my 

Months passed, and now will do years

All laugh at me, they are my peers

But I solely know

this sound never does let go

nor will I ever show

What hides deep beneath me

and the things concealed, which you would never see.

Author's Note

Hey there, readers! I'm a writer who's 13 and needs a lot of improvement! Criticism is welcomed.