A black heart with the word LOVE scribbled in

There it is again.

The anger

The bitterness

I try everything to hold it back

They want me to come clean

But I have my secrets

And I am not about to give away

So I put on this fake smile

I have long held on to

No need to have everyone worry

I hate it when everyone asks me what's wrong

I don't want their concern

To me they always come first

Always before myself

They are everything

And even if it takes my last breath

That is the way it shall always be

The rest

I see them all

They are scared as they look at me

For I have done something wrong

But I just turn away

Like they would understand

And I am done trying to impress

As I walk away

I don't turn around

But even in my anger

I still feel the need

I knew what I wanted

And I gave it up to feel alive

Something much greater to put at risk

They don't see it

How I try to be happy

For their sake

How I laugh

And try to play nice

When inside I am frustrated

Angry and mad

They don't understand

That the reason I don't breath

Isn't for this life its self

Or trying to make myself great

Someone known

But for them

They are the reason I care so much

And strive for the things I don't wish

But they don't have anything great to say

My achievements are limited and unnoticed

My acts selfish and unruling

My favor opinionated and unencouraged

They point out my fears

Showing my flaws

As they sit there and compile against me

Bouncing from place to place

Feeling it will be better

The odds turn against me once more

And I am left with this feeling

I'm not so sure what to do

How could I act against it

And not let it take over

They don't understand

That the reason I don't breath

Isn't for this life its self

Or trying to make myself great

Someone known

But for them

They are the reason I care so much

And strive for the things I don't wish

On her hand is a black heart

With the word LOVE scribbled in