Bleeding

You wouldn’t believe me,
when I would say I was bleeding.
Is it al the red you must see?..
Is it really so hard to believe?....
I’m bleeding from inside..
And still you don’t seem to notice..
Open your eyes.
And look into mine..
What do you see?
Happiness, peaceful and rested?..
If that is what you see,
Your so wrong..
Just like the rest of al,
who tried to look trough my eyes..
A smile that can say: “look I’m happy”
But still hides al the lies...
I’m bleeding from inside..
And you can’t help me...