Inside Voice

It's almost an art form, bottling it all up
Not saying a word and letting your blood boil
Showing a smile to the world, staying strong
Yet crying and letting go behind closed doors,

Though it doesn't really work for everyone,
Cos some hearts can only take so much
Until they boil over and the rage kicks in
And you lose control of your emotions

Sometimes losing control is perceived as weak
It ostracizes people and overshadows everything
Any and all good deeds go down the drain pipe
And you're left to tangle with your troubles alone

But is it really weak to accept your pain?
And want company during hard times?
Is it really fair to ostracize the already lonely?
When all they ever wanted was a friend?

You feel your nightmares become real
All your dreams dissappear before you
And your past will haunt you everyday
No choice, you just have to live through it

Your heart, beating broken beats and so hollow
That empty, lonely feeling of remorse inside
The days are exhausting and the nights sleepless
Even the tears don't flow the way they should

But you have to be responsible for you first
You have to love yourself through your faults
Because nobody will bother with you if you don't
It's a nice way of saying "stop crying, nobody cares"

Ultimately though it really doesn't matter does it
Cos you makes little to no difference to anyone at all
Nobody wants to know you when you're down
And the voices inside are all you have in the end