Thoughts in my head awake, bed unmade.
I turn to times in the past
Of words left unsaid.
Words I should have screamed from depths deep inside
Someone should have noticed the fear,
Behind laughter I'd hide.
The joker the prankster
the one who would dare,
I pushed all the boundaries like I didn't care.
Truth is I cared so much
more than they'd ever know,
If they'd only just looked at me they'd have seen my true glow.
Still I found a way forward
my words still left unsaid
There is no point in speaking
to those who are dead
©cazza
C