My mouth speaks lies
No matter how much I say I'm fine
I get up every morning and find that a part of me still dies
I say I'm not thinking about stuff
Truth is my mind's constantly thinking
I just want to act tough
I'm a mess
So much stress on my shoulders
I just wish I could have less
I can't stop
Thinking about going to bed
Hoping that when I get home I will instantly plop
So I can sleep of my worry
Even then I'm still thinking
I get in the biggest hurry
Then I wake up
Wanting to go back to sleep
Instead I take my water cup
I do the daily routine
Skipping breakfast
Which my parents are so keen to see
They just shake their heads at me
I tell them I'm just not hungry
Then I flee
I know they didn't believe the real truth
I just am not hungry in the mornings and sometimes at night
I try my best to soothe
But sometimes my best is not enough
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