Why?

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She hides behind a stack of books,

longing for just one look.

Her insides shaking as she cries,

feelings she just cant deny,

but no one notices the tears,

in her eyes as she,

tears herself apart.

She tears herself apart.


"Life must go on",

she says,

in her darkest hours, when it feels like everything is lost. 

"Life must go on", 

she says, 

when she's feeling down, like she cant get up again. 

Life must go on..


She masks her true identity,

Behind a happy face.

Daring to peak out every once in a while,

but every time she does she's  mocked,

and ridiculed so she runs back,

to her safe place,

to her safe place.


"Life must go on",

she says,

in her darkest hours, when it feels like everything is lost.

"Life must go on",

she says,

when shes feeling down, like she cant get up again.

Life must go on..


can you hear the pain in her voice?

can you hear her loss of words?

can you hear her heart beating faster, at the mention of your name?

can you see the sorrow in her eyes?

can you see the fakeness of her smile?

can you see her insides shutting down, because she's dying?

can you feel the coldness of her touch?

can you feel the tears welling up?

can you feel the pulsing of her brain, as she overthinks about you?

can you taste the bitterness in her kiss?

can you  taste the goodbye on her lips?

can you taste the fear she has of going away?


"Life must go on",

she says,

in her darkest hours, when it feels like everything is lost.

"Life must go on",

she says,

when she's feeling down, like she cant get up again.

"Life must go on",

she says,

in her darkest hours, when it feels like everything is lost.

"Life must go on",

she says,

when she's feeling down, like she cant get up again.

Life must go on..

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