On the outside I smile and laugh it on the inside that I cry. The pain I feel I keep to my self I do not wear them as banners I do not use them as excuses. They are mine to keep and I make my own choose. What chooses I make are my own. I may have a hard time trusting others. That is the only thing I will blame on my past. And my pain is mine. To keep inside.
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PoetryOh the pain I feel. My heart breaks and I am told its my fault. My dreams crash and it's my fault. The tears I cry is my fault. The pain in my heart is always my fault. I changed my ways he says . So I believe then I find the text . It's just text...
