You come to me and ask what is wrong?
All I can say is I’m fine.
I smile and walk on by.
You try and speak to me, and my words stop before I can answer.
The joy that lived within me has all but vanish.
I do not know me.
I do not know the person I have become.
I just know the hurt that lives within my pain.
The pain that I refuse to say from where it came.
Deep down I want you know that this is not me.
This is the me that you have made.
The person that was created to help you heal.
Then you got well, and I feel ill.
I try to go back to one that was here before.
I think currently that is no more.
My ship has sailed, and my love has failed.
This is the new me.
The one that has no words but smile just make sure you are okay.
Misconception 