Nobody Knows The Real Me

Nobody knows the real me… Nobody knows how many times I’ve sat in my room and cried. How many times I’ve lost hope. How many times I’ve been let down. How many times I have felt like I was going to snap. How many times I have had to hold back tears. When I’m sad, the bad thoughts go through my mind. Sometimes the strongest people are the ones who love beyond all faults, cry behind closed doors, and fight battles that nobody knows about. I keep myself together for the ones I love. Only those who have known darkness can truly appreciate the light.