I Am Not Expressive

You and me.
We all walk around pretending to be.
Something we all search for is a feeling to be free.
You and me.
Aren’t like everyone else.
Something we realize and must continue to be.
You and me.
Had A childhood lost.
But as adults afraid to look back.
You and me.
Were molded by what had happened.
But do are best to shape our selves.
You and me.
Have issues mentally.
Even financially.
You and me.
Aren’t so different.
I’ve come to know.
You And me.
Have been through a lot.
But won’t ever speak of it.
You and me.
Hide what will set us free.
To keep others happy.
You and me.
Sacrifice our lives.
To fall in line.
You and me.
Are just statistics.
Society has put on us.
You and me.
Do our best.
Just to survive our own test.
We live.
Cause we have to.
Not cause we want to.
We try.
Cause of others.
Not for ourselves.
We cry.
Cause of shame.
It’s Hard to find the blame.
Something I hide.
Crumbles me.
Is it the same for you?
Something I ignore.
Reminds me constantly.
Is it the same for you?
Something I feel
Breaks me.
Is it the same for you?
Someone who hasn’t gone through it.
Wouldn’t know it.
But me and you.
Don’t have to explain it.
Cause we never show it.