It's Never Too Late to Be Saved.

i kinda..wrote this to motivate myself i guess.

Your smile hides the truth.
People believe your lies with ease.
They don't realize you're on your knees
Begging, screaming, dying for help.
They just don't see.
A naked eye can only see as far as it wants.
But I can see.
I can feel your desperate cries.
Even when you can't.
They mark up your body.
How can you keep a secret
when it's written all over you?
All you see is the bad.
Believe no one care enough to hear your silent cries.
But you fail to live in reality.
People might stare, they might whisper.
That's cause they are concerned.
You have to see that.
But once again, you fail to.
Open up. Let the world in.
It only wants you to be happy.
But you can't be unless you try.
You're a disturbed soul.
Heading down the wrong path.
It's never too late to be saved.