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Invisible


Invisible
I keep saying that I'll be okay,
but every time I say this,
I'm adding another lie that will torture me.

I'm afraid that this problem will cause the worst reaction.
I'm afraid that you won't understand me and I'll just pretend that you do, 
because I'll be too afraid to tell you the embarrassing truth.

Only the truth will lift these bricks off of my chest,
My small amount of confidence is holding the bricks down...

And even after this confession,
my problem is still invisible. 
-Belle Rose 

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