Why Should I?

 

Why should I care what others think?

They only replace me faster than one could blink.

Why should I care about my grades?

Can't I just care about the progress I've made?

 

Why should I listen to one I call a friend?

When I know it's only lies they amend?

Why should I conceal what I feel?

Why can't I just let other people deal?

 

So many years, I've been trapped in this box.

Hiding myself under number pus locks.

Hiding my sadnes under a small gentle smile,

The when someone gets suspicious I crank up the dile. 

 

Never has someone tried to break through,

They just teach me how to act if they ever do.

Never do I cry myself to sleep,

I don't allow feelings that deep.

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