Feelings are weird
We say were happy
When we want to die
We say we excited
When we want to hide away
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Selfish
Short StoryI was getting better. I was happy. I started to smile and laugh. Everyone would say they were proud that I was getting better. That I haven't cut. But it's all lies every little thing I've been doing is a big lie. I'm not happy I'm not better. I hav...
