Im bad at communicating so i wrote a poem about how I've been feeling.

scilent cries.

In the halls of chatter, where laughter reveals,  

A girl walks in shadows, hiding her feels,  

Fifteen years cradled in burdens so deep,  

With a heart full of sorrow, she struggles to keep.  

Her notebooks are filled with a different kind of art,  

Lines etched in silence, they mirror her heart,  

Each word, a confession, a tempest inside,  

While the world moves around her, she silently hides.  

When the whispers of pain grow too loud to ignore,  

She finds solace in flames that lick at her core,  

A match to the canvas of skin stretched so thin,  

Painting secrets in crimson, where darkness begins.  

She’s a paper-thin girl with a heart wrapped in lead,  

Caught in a tempest, the storm in her head.  

In the glow of the bathroom, where no one can see,  

She dances with shadows, and wishes to be free.  

If only they knew, the mask that she wore,  

The laughter like daggers, each cuts a little more,  

The world felt so heavy, like chains made of gold,  

In a quest for acceptance, she feels so alone.  

"What’s wrong?" they would ask, but she fakes a bright smile,  

As she carries her burdens, each day is a trial,  

She wishes to scream, to shatter the night,  

To say, "Im hurting, I’m losing this never-ending fight."  

But the echoes of voices inside her head scream,  

"You’re not worth the battles, you’re not worth the dream,"  

And still, she keeps walking, a ghost in the crowd,  

With dreams turning gray, and her laughter's unbowed.  

In the silence of moments, she whispers a plead,

For someone to notice, to set her soul free,  

But trapped in a world made of laughs and lies,  

She clings to the darkness, and silently cries.