As a child i whore a mask. It was to hide the person i really was, because my mother always told me that if your not careful then you'll end up getting hurt. To never wear your heart on your sleeve unless you want to taste defeat.
Kids always thought i was happy and had so many friends but in reality, i didn't know anyone. My mother died when i was ten and she was the only one who really loved me. I never met my father and nobody like me or my mother, they say i was just like her. My uncle beats me for it and i never let the wounds show or everyone at school will know the truth and i never wanted that. People at school say im a fag, im weak, im a runt of a son. But yet, when my mother was always around she'd say,"Never stop SMILING."
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