Sitting here
Quietly
My inner self
Is forever alone
No one sees inside

Filled with sympathy
They never see the pain
That tears apart my insides
Rips my heart to shreds
Causing turmoil
I'm slipping -
Falling into a downward spiral

I am always alone
Locked away
Hidden from a world
That encourages people
To hide what they feel

It's not the thing
To cry in the streets
In pain, triumph or horror
It's best to keep quiet
Keep it sealed inside
Unseen, unknown
I am always alone

ŠK.R, 1997