You see that girl? She looks so happy, right?
Telling jokes, smiling, having a great time and...
Dying inside. She's hurt. And tired. Tired of all
the drama, tired of not being good enough, tired of life.
But she doesn't want to look dramatic, weak and attention seeking.
So she keeps it all inside. Acts like everything's perfect
but cries at night.
So everybody thinks that she's the happiest person they know.
That she has no problem and her life is perfect.
If only they know the truth...
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryfor anyone that is broken heart? </3 nahh i give u . #not own by me .C/P thanks :)