How can you not see?

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My friends see my laughing,

But I'm dying inside.

We're all smiling,

But I'm the broken one.

In the summer they all wear short sleeves,

But I'm always wearing a jacket.

They see the marks,

But I just say it's the cat.

God, I wish they knew...

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