Secrets

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Everyday I force a grin,

Everyday is nothing but grim,

Why do I try day by day?

Is it because I'm trying to break away?

Can you please get them out of my head,

For it is too much to take,

I stay all day inside of my bed,

Trying so hard not to break,

I stare at the ceiling and believe what they say,

Because truly those demons in your head are nothing but you.

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