Pain
As I lay down at night in my bed, there are thoughts going through my head
Making me feel crazy, I wake up in the morning with a tear stain showing on my
cheek, so i wash my face and do skincare to get prepared, knowing I have to fake
smile through out the day and act happy, because im scared to tell anybody what goes on in my head.
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