Pain

         As I lay down at night in my bed, there are thoughts going through my head

         Making me feel crazy, I wake up in the morning with a tear stain showing on my 

         cheek, so i wash my face and do skincare to get prepared, knowing I have to fake 

        smile through out the day and act happy, because im scared to tell anybody what goes on in my head.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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