Sometimes in my head all I can feel is pain
I look like I'm so happy with laughter and joy
on the outside but in the inside all I can feel
is darkness and me screaming and crying in
pain for someone to save me but I feel so silenced
that no matter what I do it doesn't matter
these voices in my head keep spinning and spinning
and they say the same thing over and over again
like I'm going in circles sometimes it even makes me dizzy,
people don't truly know who you are until they are in your shoes.
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WHY?
PoetryThis book is a short story on how people feel inside, and about what's going on inside their head.
