I act like everything is fine.
I laugh at people's jokes.
I do silly things with my friends.
I act like I have a carefree life.
It's funny though.
When I come back home I just turn off the mental switch.
Then suddenly I break down.
I feel alone.
Empty.
Tired.
I can't exactly describe how I feel into words.
It's like I have 2 different me's.
One for the public.
And
One for myself.
If only they knew.
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The answers that aren't true
PoetryJust a few poems and such about my life how I'm feeling and what I'm going through. Unless stated with ~broken angel, the poems aren't mine I only found them online. *TRIGGER WARNING*
