The day is bright,
and I have smiled more today,
though my heart is heavy,
and my mind consumed with worries.
It is being young,
that makes me hurt-
and search for things,
that are not there.
My hopes are vibrant and plentiful,
but reality is crushing,
and my hopes are demolished.
I hear the birds singing,
and I smile because-
I too used to sing.
The words that once fell from my lips,
now are locked away,
struggling to break free.
I'm no longer afraid of my feelings,
but more afraid of dealing with them.
How do you accept a reality,
that you've denied,
for so long?