HE

He turned up at work
Just like every other day
And like everyday he felt the same

No one knowing the things he faces
No one knowing the dreams now faded

Everything fine
he says with a smile
When all he really wants to do is die

If you only knew the thoughts in his head
Or the tears that soak the tissues red

Attention is not what he seeks
One lonely heart
he has to keep

Shut everyone out
And look in from outside
he lets out the silence
With one big cry

No one hears
No one sees
No one cares
Someone leaves

Hard on the outside
But a mess within
One thing to comfort
Break t to the skin

A few drops turns into a stream
Into a flood
Then into a dream

It doesn’t hurt now
It doesn’t feel
Wait this isn’t a dream
This is real