The Dummy

No matter what I do and no matter what I try

Every time I look outside, I feel like I have died inside

Happy faces all around me make me want to cringe

All I see is people smiling while I just struggle to live.

I tell myself that it’s okay, that it will get better as I age

But I myself know all too well, that that is just a fairytale

I smile when people look at me, but inside I’m falling to my knees

Screaming for help but no one is coming, because after all I’m just a dummy.

 

 

 

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