Every time I look
Into your eyes
My love for you
I cannot hide
You’ll never know
How I burst inside
To know we are part
Of the same pride
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Every time I look
Into your eyes
My love for you
I cannot hide
You’ll never know
How I burst inside
To know we are part
Of the same pride
‘Scotsmen are said to be clannish folk. This may be because many a Scotsman never truly leaves his home. His home is always in his heart.’
– Unknown
I’m
pretty
good
at it
nowHiding
all
my
flawsThank
God
you
don’t
seeThe
real
meThe
one
that’s
such a
fraud
You never
see the
worst of
my illness
because
I hide it
from you
For you
to know
the truth
about me
would just
tear me
in two
So I’ll
paint
on a
smile and
pretend
that I’m
fine
For
doing so
protects
both
your
sanity
and mine
He was everything to me for such a long time.
I loved him like I’ll never love anyone ever again.
But then he died.
Now he is your silent teacher.
And I’m so proud of him.