Uncertainty

Scars on his soul Slashed by knives of trust Open wound on his heart Bleeding fast like a bullet train Scream for attention A few stop for his screams But nothing much they can do Only a pat on his back And a look, straight to his eyes Saying something Something uncertain Most days he find it hard to look in the mirror He convince himself that nobody will miss him if he were gone He cry for no reason, and have trouble figuring out the way he supposed to function His heart was once full, happy and joy It became empty and dull His eyes once bright become void And his real smiles wasn't existence A few stop for his screams But nothing much they can do Only a pat on his back With a words of uncertainty His demons is crying louder Trying to eat away The rest of him Doesn't know what's worse Drowning beneath the waves Doesn't know what's worse Drowning... Or dying from the thirst The end is near He can't keep trying Stop asking if he is okay He's tired of lying