THIS MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME PEOPLE
It's fine
It's fine
I say over and over like a cliché broken record
No problem
No problem
I say over and over
Fake a smile
fake a laugh
fake the happy
on the outside I'm fine
On the inside
I scream
I cry
I yell
I die
I hide
It's not fine
It's not OK
I don't smile
I don't laugh
I'm not happy
I'm a natural disaster, caged up in a fake mode but every mold cracks eventually and cracks lead breaks and what's broken can't always be fixed
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PoetryJust poem i write some however might be triggering but i hope you enjoy
