The Fake Smile
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Last published Sat, Jan 17, 2015
And she finally gave up, dropped the fake smile as a tear ran down her cheek she whispered to herself "I can't do this anymore."
Does anyone else find it crazy that you can be so depressed and no one around you notices? Not your parents, not your friends, your siblings, your teachers, your classmates, no one. Like you can be on the verge of tears, drowning, and everyone is totally oblivious. Welcome to my life. I'm crumbling on the inside. Does anyone know that? Absolutely not! What people think and what people know are totally different stories.
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