What defines right and wrong?
Does that even matter?
After all,
I have made a commitment...
All my old friends have fled,
and no one stresses
as long as I have a smile on my face.
Internally,
I feel numb,
as if poison courses through my veins.
I do not show my feelings,
for no one seems to care.
Too long have I neglected myself,
but at least I now have a story to tell.