My Mask of Everything
I hide behind a mask of Happiness
Pretending that everything is ok
But in reality nothing is ok at all
Living in a life of pure depression, sadness, it’s all unhappiness
I hide behind a mask of Kindness
Acting like I care
But in reality I have a strong hatred for everyone and everything
I hide behind a mask of Relaxation
Pretending that I’m fine with everything
But in Reality I’m not ok with anything at all
Everything bothers me
Cracking water bottles
Talking without being called on
Being rude
Name calling
I hate it, I hate it all
I want to kill them
I ask them to stop, and they do it even more
I want to take out a knife and cut their throat
Or cut off their hand
I Hate People!
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