actress lie depression self-loathing
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all the pain gets bottled up inside
soon, you will explode.
that is what I did,
I exploded and it had consequenses.
those consequenses where scars.
the scars seem to disapear sometimes but,
I am an actressI’m a professional at pretendingI make a living out of lyingI wear the masks of othersSo you can be entertainedAnd you’ll only ever know me As the characters I portray
You see the smile, cheery and bright
You hear the voice, light and innocent
You believe that I am completely content and don't worry
I am an excellent liar.