My Thoughts...

Don't you see me?
I'm right in front of you.
The pain inside me is deeper than you see

You see me most of the time,
With a smile on my face.
But when I'm alone, my thoughts get to me

They dig deeper and deeper,
Though blood and bone to get to my heart.
The throughts...rip and tear my heart apart,
While also carving themselves into my brain...

The pain and the hurt is deeper than you see.
Too bad you cant pry open my skull to see,
How bad those thoughts really affect me.
Don't you see me...now?