Poems of an angsty teen

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Stuck behind a mask
While I shift underneath...
Nothing ever clicks,
And I'm never really "me"

What am I?
I never really know..
Cause nothing feels right...
I just keep on saying no..

If I keep It down inside,
Maybe I'll feel alright..
But who am I kidding?
I know that's just a lie..

So I'll throw on a mask,
And hide behind a facade..
And maybe, someday,
Things will turn out in my odds.