Bruises
My pain is like bruises
There are times when it hurts
and in worst cases it is excruciating
But there are times when It is numb
I feel not one thing
It even can go unnoticed
The whole world can see it but me
Someone who gets close enough can always spot it
and tell me its there
And once i see it
it takes me by surprise
Long story short pain can never be hidden
everyone else can see it
even when you hardly notice its there
until you notice it
it's so hard to hide.
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