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Outside I'm smiling but inside I'm crying.
It's seems like I'm living but honestly dying.
I'm tired of the judging and I'm tired of the blaming.
If I say that I'm okay then I certainly would be lying.
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Dont forget to vote. And comment, I honestly need those.
YOU ARE READING
IM JUST TROUBLE
PoetryMy soul is ink waiting to be made into words. My heart is a pen to channel my soul unto paper. And my mind is the human to wield my heart.
