Most people see the outside
When they look at me
They don't know the day to day
Emotional struggle I fight
They don't know
The demons lurking inside me
It is only by the grace of God
That I keep it all in check
Most people see only the outside
But
If they got a look within
They would find a vast void
An empty pit
Of sadness
Of turmoil
Of pain
All wrapped up within
The human shell
Most people only see the outside
They don't see
The emotional wreckage
That threatens to destroy me
The emotional whirlpool
Trying to pull me under
Trying to drown
This person that I am
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