I don't know what I'm doing,
I don't know what I'm saying,
I'm publishing this out of impulsive decisions that I know I will regret later on.
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After you ask me how I am and I say I'm hurting, would you want me to carry on speaking?
Would you bare the pain of looking into my eyes as I wash away every single memory of my "genuine" smile
If you knew me?
If you knew who I was in real life... You would never look at me the same way
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For now, call me a silent screamer
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