How?

How my lies...

They slip so easily through my trembling lips.

 

How my failures...

You always seem to see.

 

How no matter how hard I try...

You shut me down.

 

How I laugh...

And you believe me.

 

How everyone sees me smile...

Nobody sees me cry.

 

How can you judge me...

if you've never talked to me?

 

How can you love...

What isn't alive?

 

 

 

Author's Note

I think I should change the ending.... yes or no?