"You look so pretty, your smile's so bright,"
they say as I nod, holding my hurt tight.
"Why would you be sad? You're lovely and calm,"
they think peace lives here, where there's only harm.
"You're overthinking," they laugh and tease,
but inside, I'm breaking piece by piece.
I wear my smile like a shield each day,
hiding the parts that have faded away.
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Don't we all at some point in our life just wear a smile instead of talking about why we're sad?
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Trapped in my own head
PoetryShe is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...
