People Say

 

People Say

                    People say, "You're doing amazingly."

                    I hear what they say

                    I know what they see

                    I behave in certain ways and set a persona of me

                    It takes effort

                        To hide misery

                        To hide misbelief

                        To hide wandering

                        To hide being lonely

                        To hide the ramble of actual terrifying emotions scrambling around inside of me

                    It takes effort

                        To blind people from your misery

                        To blind people from your loss of belief

                        To blind people of your wandering

                        To blind people of your being lonely

                        To blind people of the look that might escape your eyes

                            of the terrifying rambles that scramble inside your mind

                    People say, "It takes time. You're going to be fine."

                    I hear what they say

                        I hear what they say through each day of misery

                        I hear what they say through a million thoughts of misbelief

                        I hear what they say when I pause from wandering

                        I hear what they say when they are with me and I am less lonely

                        I hear what they say, only when the rambling and scrambling inside my head

                            take a moment not to terrify me

                    People say, "You're going to be happy again one day."

                        I hear what they say

                        I'm waiting for that day when misery finds somewhere else to play

                        I'm waiting for the day when misbelief becomes beliefs stronger than the grief

                        I'm waiting for the day when my wandering leads to peace and away

                            from cries in the night

                        I'm waiting for the day when someone else fills the loneliness he left

                            at my side

                        I'm waiting for the day when I am no longer terrified ...