He smiles, he laughs, he acts like everything is great, but others can't see,his world is crumbling, no one seems to notice, that he is slowly dying, he sits in his room and cries,he screams but no one can hear, he looks for a way to happiness, it's like he is climbing out of a dark tunnel but he keeps falling back down, until finally he gives up, and depression wins.
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RandomThis is some "poems" im sure some of them won't rhyme but I don't think it matters
