strong.

Sometimes you have to be strong,
when in reality
you're just scared.
And you use your strength
to hide the pain
from everyone around you
with "No I'm fine."
and "I'm just tired."

And you are the only one
that knows
how much of a lie
those words are.

little black words

A little black book
filled with words.

A little blue book
filled with ideas.

A mind,
a pen,
ink stained fingers.

Too many late nights
to the sound of pages turning.

But they're all just words,
words on a page,
and the ideas are just that.

And there are times
when nothing else
will ever make sense.

Cling to the words,
because that's all
there will ever be.