Pain
Can you see it?
Can you tell what I do?
It hurts to hide it,
But what can I do?
I take chances,
I mask the pain,
Do you see me now,
Now that I am gone?
No one will know if they could have helped.
Now that I’m gone no one can see me,
I no longer have to hide my pain.
When I needed your help,
You turned and looked the other way.
Can anyone help me now?
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