Hoping
I am not what i'm appearing to be
My face showing smiles masking everything
i am now hiding in my own reality
i have forced myself to believe anything
Because the real world causes my nightmares
Everything is starting to become dark
I'm starting to doubt someone ever cared
I'm wishing I could hear the mourning lark
Nobody ever thinks that I am in hell
My mask is breaking into peices
My sanity is starting to resell
Though my smiles are starting to regress
I'm hoping one day i can still be saved
Else the rest of my sanity will cave
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