Truth Beneath My Skin

Sometimes close your eyes and try;
To peep through my chest in my heart,
A never told story, few dried tears and a buried smile,
Deep in there lies reason of my silence.

My eyes are not what you see,
My whisper is not what you listen,
My breathes are not what you feel,
My song is not what you sing,

My everything is you and;
You are my everything,
I cannot hide the truth from you,
Alas! The truth is so aching.
I try to smile, no doubt;
You make me smile with you,
But I need to smile my dear,
To smile with heart along with face.

Hope you locate, hope you trace,
Hope you find the answer a day,
In my silent words, I hope,
You recognize the truth beneath my skin.