Painted Smiles
I wear a mask woven of lies
Hiding behind a happy facade
I wear long sleeves
To cover the scars on my arm
I wear oversized clothes
To cover the weight i'm so self conscious about
I painted on a smile
So that nobody would ask “what's wrong?”
I keep my thoughts to myself
Afraid of what others will think of them
I live inside of myself
Becouse I don’t know how to face this world.
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