my mind wishes to speak 
but do I let it 
no 
no one can know my sins or lies 
or the thoughts that roam around in my empty head 
nor the depression and hatred I consume 
the tears that constantly build up, but never fall 
the scars that will never go away 
the thoughts that fill my mind to the rim 
the insanity of what's real or not 
the realization of me faking my happiness, laughter, countless smiles 
The real me