things aren't always what they seem
and what your seeing isn't me
its just what works as a facade
so people don't know how broken i am
i look alive from the outside
but from within, ive already died
my heart slowed down then it quit
but nobody knows because i kept it quiet.
i'm a walking corpse alone in my world
i'm not crying cause i don't wanna be heard
the silence around me pushes me down
i keep walking because i can't do anything else.
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In My Head
PoetryA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
