You are you
They say it will be alright,
but it was a lie.
Entering the world with only optomisim,
your dreams get crushed.
Crawl in the corner,
praying no one hears you cry.
They think you're strong,
and you sure as hell don't want to proe them wrong.
What can you do,
when all eyes are on you;
keep it a secret,
make excuse,
cover the scar,
because you are who you are.
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