Feel

Feel like most of the time I'm unhappy

and I just do things to mask the pain

I find little things to distract me

but end up right back in the rain

I cannot take this

the way I'm feeling

it's messing with me

but I'm dealing

I feel like I might crack real soon

cant keep holding up this ceiling

it's crashing down

I'm falling over

pleading out now "give me a break"

my head is aching

my heart is pounding

but I get up and start to fake 

fake smiling

fake being happy 

I can do that stuff for days

but at the back of my mind

I'll always know

I don't really feel this way

This poem is about: 
Me

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