Wallflower
Sometimes I feel like a wallflower
No one sees my pain and sorrows
Or maybe they do
How do you not see my hurt and
Anger
Am I really hiding it that well
Do they believe my mask of
Happiness
Do they hear the fear in my voice
Or is it hidden by my practiced
Laugh and the crease of my smile
I feel like a wallflower
As I cry at night and fight my thoughts
Black butterflies that fly about
Taunting me, teasing me
Blinking back tears
I’m filled with emptiness
Bet you never guessed that
Depression sets in
I’m a wallflower sometimes
It’s by choice
Or are you people just blind?





















