Curtains behind the Smiles

I feel like every day is a living hell,

that nothing will get better.

That those names callings get worse,

This shows they have no respect...


What did I do to deserve this?

Why is my life miserable?

All these questions run through my mind...

Feeling the words stabbing behind my back,

I get up to fall once more...


I just want to be pretty,

I want to be smart,

I don't want to be me!

I just want to DISAPPEAR!


I just want to stay home,

where nobody can see my ugly scars

Where no one asks questions...

Where I can't be judged.


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