The girl with the glass of water

There's a city breaking under the swell as the echoes of the unspoken take hold. There's a bunch of blind people passing by as the untold remains untold. Colors of the lights fading away as I keep so much secrets within. How come such an injured heart remained silent for so long of its emotions, which nobody noticed yet? Are a few fake smiles enough? Can't people see what it's hiding? Can't people feel what it's concealing?
It's like I want everyone to know, but I won't tell.
I'm inside yet still outside. I'm nowhere and everywhere else.