The pain endures doubted by fear
Compressed inside
No place to hide
Sadness washing over like waves in a
tide.
I love how people think i'm alright.
Nearly my smile isn't as bright.
Looking like a butterfly, but inside a trout.
Every smile I force is plastered with pre cautious self doubt.
People think they know me,
But really they don't.
I try to stay positive..but I know that I won't.
I know that once I go home I will silently cry,
Then wipe up my tears,
And continue My life as a lie..
-Thanks for reading my poem c;
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