another day of school.
- i smile as i wave goodbye to my friends.
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i don't know where it all started but
i keep regretting all the words i speak
constantly finding faults in them
then blaming myself.
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- i turn around and walk towards the gate.
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since when did i become so conscious about my smiles and laughter? it makes me uncomfortable.
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- i walk out of school.
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why is it so easy for me to hate myself ?
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- i pause, and sigh.
— im so tired . . .
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