I am the kid in the back
but you would never know.
I hide my pain behind laughter
allow my hate to grow
I stand as strong as I can
against the bitter cold
but I can feel, as sure as I can be
that insanity has tightened its hold.
One day, my strength will fail
I will lose my poise.
And then you will understand
despite the noise
who I really am.
I am the heart in the gloom.
I am The Kid In The Back Of The Room
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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