We're only lost until were found. We're not bound to the titles they've weaved into our souls. Ink stains paper like blood stains cloth. Actions stain skin like words stain your heart, and tears it apart. I can stop my tears but fears still haunt me. I can build my walls, stand tall. But I will just fall back down and the walls will fall apart. Tears stain my face, like actions stain another's heart. But don't worry I haven't fallen apart, yet..... I'm still here, until my fears consume me, my actions kill, tears drown me, words haunt me, and no one saves me. My heart has fallen shattered, my skin has torn, my fates a thorn of agony. But I'll fake a smile, I'll say I'm fine, I'll keep it together, I'll do what I can until you understand, I'm not fine, my smile is a cry in disguise, and I've already fallen apart, and I've died inside and no one can save me.