Politely asked.

Politely asked,

"How do you feel today?"

She smiles,

Widely,

"Fine, thankyou"

When inside,

Her insides are falling apart,

The bars on her heart,

And a voice screaming to let out,

A throbbing head,

Thoughts of magnitude and

Of nature you cannot fathom,

A force within

Battling with itself

And losing it's own war

A struggle inside,

Raging screams,

So loud that they drown inside,

So piercing that they

pierce right through the heart,

All on the verge to burst out,

But she conceals it with a smile,

And a few words,

And they walk away,

Believing her,

Blinded to the sights within,

Deaf to the screams

that they can't hear.