Broken
She walks down the hallway
with a smile while on the inside
her emotions stretch for miles,
and when she laughs at a joke
the girl on the inside chokes,
her life is a mess but she tells
no one because she doesn't
want to cause others to stress,
so she walks down the hall,
everyday, in the same dress,
and nobody realizes she fights
a battle with the devil from day
to day, she just smiles and nods
with a simple "hey".
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