• I Look Over At The Clock

    I look over at the clock which read three-thirty in the morning;
    I lie there, unable to sleep because of all the different emotions running through my mind; sadness, depression, nervousness to name a few;
    wondering how I have managed to fake a smile and say everything is alright, when deep down, I am aware that it is all a lie;
    it's not alright, but nobody else knows the truth;... more »