Trying
You can't blow your composure unless you want to be looked down on
they want someone strong to be proud of
You give them you're best they give you a nod, maybe a pat on the back, a simple "that's good" but as you show them your worst you're completely cut off
They'll drown you in your past mistakes lifting the sorrow from it's deep, dark corners attacking, saying things that shouldn't of mattered.
You take pride in your self, or atleast that's what they say.
Its only a mask, really it is, but those who stay true, just remember, can't see through, please don't forget.
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