Maybe if the skies were bluer,
The sun was brighter,
And seas were calmer,
We could all be happy,
But that's a perfect world,
And that world is not ours...
We've learnt to conceal our pain,
Like we conceal the dark circles around our eyes,
We've learnt to push through the pain until we can't
no longer,
We've learnt how to fake smile through the day,
And how to cry silently
at night,
But as I hold my breath about to
Jump,
I hope you
Realise ,
This world
is not all
what it seems. ....
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-Lydia W
