I am not the author of this. I do not claim it to be mine, I have no idea who wrote this. But wow...
I cry tears of emerald silence
I shed glass through the windows to my soul
I dream about blood, about violence
About faces in miserable shades of coal
I dare not show you my darkness
As I know you would gape in disbelief
I dare not reveal that I’m contrasted
Against your sunken sighs of relief
I cannot show you the shades of my heart
I cannot explain to you my life
How I have the ability to make you laugh
To hide my pain contained in strife
But I love that you will never know me
Or enter the places in my mind
That your conscience will not allow you to see
That to which you have always been blind
