Sometimes I wonder
What would happen If I Died?
Would anyone care, scream, or cry?
Then as I look in the mirror I noticed
I have already died inside.
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It's Hard to Explain
PoetryIt's hard to explain how I actually feel around my Friends, Not being able to show the true feelings....
The Mirror Tells it All
Sometimes I wonder
What would happen If I Died?
Would anyone care, scream, or cry?
Then as I look in the mirror I noticed
I have already died inside.