God do I always fake it
Pretend it's all alright
Fake a smile
I'm sick of it
These tears
My flaws
My mistakes
One day I'm happier than ever
The next it seems as though none of it will end
When God..
When will I be free of the demon inside of me
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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...
