They are the ones

Their the ones who never seem alone
The ones you think you know
The ones you know will never leave
The ones who wear long sleeves
The ones who act like they don't care
The ones who are always there
The ones who laugh through the day
The ones who seem so okay

They are the ones with awful scars
The ones stuck behind bars
The ones with battles that are years long
The ones who have done wrong
The ones who are suffering
The ones who are lying
The ones want lay down and die
The ones who, at night, will cry

They have scars on their wrist
They have bruises on their fists
They can't say they are okay
They will break down one day
And they will never say
Because they will be the ones with all the secrets
And you'll be the one who won't keep it.