My Truth
I’m watching myself from the outside
The girl in the mirror isn’t me
The girl you see before you is fake
A facade I want you to see
Inside I feel so empty sometimes
But I hide it so you won’t worry
I hide it by making your emotions mine
I hide it, because if you knew you’d leave in a hurry
If you knew the me I know you’d leave
I’m cold and empty
A void like you wouldn’t believe
So your emotions are the ones you see
I’m empty most of the time
Sometimes I get spikes of emotion
But when that happens most of the time I’m crying
And everything is in slow motion
I’m empty most of the time
And I know I need help
But this story is mine
And you run when you hear my yelp
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