You think I have it together.
You think I'm fine.
But you don't struggle further.
And you don't know what pain looks like.
You don't see me look in the mirror.
With tears falling down my face.
When the time I'm begging myself to hang on and be strong gets nearer.
And how long I can survive before I break becomes a race.
That is what pain looks like.
You think I have it together.
You think I'm fine.
But you don't struggle further
And you don't know what pain looks like.
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Poems For The Lonely And Depressed
PoetryExactly what the title says, poems for the lonely and depressed. P.S. All of the poems written are by me unless I say so. [2018 Note] Revamp known as 'the lonely & the depressed', because everyone knows this kind of thing is chronic.
