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This is not the real me


You look but you dont see

You judge without knowing the real me

Walking through the schools hallways at a fast pace

Wondering if people notice this smile is just a mask on my face

I walk as though I am one of you

Tossing and turning I dont know what to do

I hate you go away

Is the same to me as the sun on a summers day

What can I do to become as cool as you

Should I make fun of the next kid who acts the same as I do

Do I just say yes to everything you say

Go rob a bank it will be okay

I just want to be accpeted

Excerising daily until i feel sickened

Throwing up the littile food I can afford to eat

Coming to school the next day with a smile on me that says I've eaten all week

People beating on me physically and mentaly

But I work so hard on hiding it the normal person couldn't see

When i'm all alone here comes a diffenent me

I cry and yell showing all my feelings 

But when the next day comes I hope people can see

That this in not the real me

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