The Outside
Only I know what the inside beholds
the outside seems so bitter and old
Each remarks cuts so deep
no one knows how hurtful they can really be
I deal with the pain as the days go by
wondering if it would be better if I die
Somedays there's joy and hope
stranger's smiles that help you cope
Tell me who wants to live a life this
No one so its better to hold your diss
Remember the inside is far from unseen
but the outside endures all the mean
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