Sadness
You think I'm really sad,
Though I'm not.
The fact that I don't smile
Makes you think it more.
Alright, I'm sad
With all these secrets
Bubbling up.
When I write I pour my feelings out
My inner thoughts and secrets.
When someone puts me down,
I go and write it out.
Many, many secrets
Bubbling
Up,up, up.
I feel like I'm gonna burst
But I don't trust anyone
With what I hold inside.
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