Breaking

I could post a thousand pictures

With a different quote on each

And the same smile you've liked in every other post.

Because it's easier to fill the space with someone else's words

And a smile I've practiced so many times before

than to explain why I'm laying in bed

wondering why I'm not good enough.

This is my yell for help.

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