simply me
i've got this thing going on
that makes me different from you
i struggle with being happy
even when i have every reason to be
it's like a thick cloud that
fills every inch of my lungs and soul
and i can't breathe or think right
and all i feel is, cold
when i say that i am okay
people seem to believe
they don't see thorugh thr fake smile
or get that i just want to leave
i am weak
i am broken
i am a liar
i am unspoken
you can see me everyday
but you won't care enough to see
the pain i feel in my heart
i am lost
and i am simply me
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