Fake smiles and emotion cover a lot. From talking to dancing. Liking my life is a struggle for me, as I suffer with depression. I just wanted someone to believe in me, but was rejected and turned away, causing me to have a ripple affect. Love hurts, life sucks. But it’s the way life works around me.
I smile but break down
I’m happy but depressed
I’m excited but
Endlessly cut, cry, and shame myself
Then I repeat it
Seven days in a row,which is 1 week, being
A month, years, all the way to infinity
-Unknown
Scars are opened.
Healed by time.
My scars re-open,
I can’t control my brain and heart
It tells me no but yes
Now I suffer them with new scars.
Written down my arm
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