I'm not like them;
There is a mess in my head
Please let the suffering end
Just let me be like them
Bright smiles, twinkling eyes
Tears are streaming down from mine
Smooth skin, no line
Mine is full of scars
Scarred skin, scarred heart
It's been broken too many times
But I see them smile
And I wish I was the one smiling
Instead, I'm left there lying:
"I'm fine," even though I wish I would die
The light in me has died out
And I became the dark
No one hears me screaming loud
They say even the night is full of stars
But I don't believe their lies
I'm not like them
There is a mess in my head
Sometimes I wish I was dead.
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A Collection of Daydreams
Short StoryA collection of short stories of a great variety of genres. ... A Day in the Life of Maya Fitzgerald - a day in the life of a not so ordinary girl ... Another Day in the Life of Maya Fitzgerald - your average day in a child mental hospital. ... The...
