Liar
I hate my life and sometimes myself
I look in the mirror and see someone else
You ask me "Are you alright?" and I answer with "Yes"
But behind my mask I'm asking for "help!"
A false bravery and confidence to the outside world is seen
But deep within me, I'm weeping and broken
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