Nobody Understands

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By ♥ Leah ☺ •

My tears tell a story, One I cannot tell, They tell how hard it is, Living in this hell. My cuts tell a story, One I cannot speak, They tell how I struggle, Through each and every week. My eyes tell a story, One I cannot say, They tell how I wish, I don’t wake up every day. My antics tell a story, One I cannot explain, They tell how I find it so hard, To cope with all this pain. My hard front tells a story, One you will never understand.

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July 24, 2009 02:59BJS

Leah this is a really good poem - it makes my heart alive with compassion.
I did sense that the last line is not the real ending to this poem but I too have poems that only say what can be spoken. Thanks for sharing