Fears. Pain. Truth.
Some people yell and scream
while others inflict pain upon themselves.
Nobody ever knows the truth of their
Fear.
Some people cry alone
while others will just pretend to be happy.
Nobody sees they're both hiding
Pain.
The world is quick to judge
and quick to spread rumors like fire
All without realizing they are missing the
Truth.
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