SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE

how are we expected

to act like we're alright

when we are dead inside

life can be so pathetic

put on some makeup to disguise

those swollen eyes that cried

tears wet the pillow every night

go and improve your methods

put on a big fake smile

and they will never know you lied

all the times you said you were fine

you feel so defenseless

your worst enemy is your own mind

everything seems pointless

and there is no place to hide

how are we expected

to move on with our lives

like we are unaffected

when someone we love dies

and then you realize

you didn't get to say goodbye.

rest in peace, grandpa.

see you on the other side.