You don't care to notice that im hurting
You don't care to notice that im bleeding
You don't care to notice the pain
You don't care to notice me
You wouldn't care to notice me any day
Even if I were to pass away
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The Mask Of Depression
PoetryMy life. My story. Little words. Huge meaning. The thought of being empty and lost in life. The pain lingering within. The mask that you wear so no one may know the pain that is faced by the solider who wears it. The short stories to make you cry. T...
