I look into the mirror,
To practice my fake smile.
The emptiness that kept lingering in my heart,
Was the one who never left after you did.
The curves I see on my face,
Were not as happy as before.
But I kept wearing it,
And kept pretending I was alright.
Fake laughter, fake smiles,
I wish I could let my real feelings out.
Outside, I'm okay,
While inside, I'm broken.
I'm tired of wearing this smile,
I want to shout out to the world,
How I really feel,
And how not okay I really am.
Now that you're not here,
Depression took your place.
At least it never left me,
And now, it's become my best friend.
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PoetryA story/ collection of poems detailing about friendship breakup and the emotions you might feel if you do break up with a friend. P.S: wrote this in eighth grade (mid-2017) so it might not be the best.
