How do people get by
Hidding their emotions
Not even a tear they cry

Its liek they rid everything by an exhaled breath
Iwonder do they fear anything
Do they fear death?

How can you hide everything behind a brick wall?
How would they react, how would they cope
If their world was to crash and fall?

Do they have a hand to hold?
When their fingers are numb
And the world is cold?

I wonder what they dream
Of freedom and a perfect life?
Or is it all a played out scene

megan watts

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-scene-is-played/