Working


Building up with pressure
Trying hard not to bat my eyes
I stare into the distance
I can’t reveal the hurt inside

Consuming myself with work
Each and every day
It helps me to relax at times
And takes all of my worries away

And then it hits once again
Just like a blood stained knife
The pain is too unbearable
But I hide it with all my might

I have to smile today
Just like I did yesterday
But I feel like I’m about to erupt
Can I last another day?

I’m building up with pressure
Trying not to cry
And in my head I continually ask myself
Why? Why? Why?

But yet I won’t show any of this
I will continue to be me
Consume myself with countless work
And smile like I am happy