Theres no poetic way to

Theres no poetic way to say i'm not okay.

"How do you stay so happy?"

"How are you always so positive"

They have no clue that i'm anything but

I sit here on the edge of my bed and it occurs to me

I could end reality

Thinking about it, I shiver

Not today

This doesnt own me

I'll put on the mask

I'll help everyone I can

Nobody deserves to feel this way.

Things are looking Bleak

 

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