by: trista groulx

To sit alone in the dark seems the hero's way
To ask for help seems the coward's way
No one can possibly understand
No one can possibly feel this too!
Alone, you feel all alone, in the dark
Alone you seem to think it's how to be
Never asking for help, not forthcoming
Never reaching for the help that would be given
Do it all alone, like a hero
Do it the way you think is best
Deny it all, and it will go away
Deny it all, and it will eat away at you
So you sit alone in the dark, thinking you're all right
So here you sit pretending to be brave
While you fall apart inside
While those who love you worry needlessly
Ask for the help you seek
Ask for the pain to go away
Help yourself feel better
Help yourself to heal somehow