I was told I'd be a heart breaker.
But I've only ever been heart broken.They question my choices.
They wonder why I can't stop smoken.They always ask what's wrong.
They ask why am I throwing my life away.All I do is smile.
Because they don't know the pain I feel from day to day.They will only see me smile.
They will never see the real me.All they do is judge me,
But I will still be all I can be.I learned to stop caring.
Because I love the the fake smile I'm wearing!One day they will all pay.
I'm just so sick of what they say.

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Inner thoughts
PoezjaPoems that come from the heart and soul of a forgotten teenager.