1. My life

I cry, but not because I want to, but because I have to. To wash away the pain. The pain thats buried so deep in my sole. Tears well up in my eyes. Like a waterfall, except its not as pretty. Im broken. I weep of sorrow. Not the sorrow from a loss but from my own loss. I have no idea why i'm still hear. No one will miss me not even you. I break down because thats the only solution I have. But in reality you wont notice a thing, because I know how to fake a smile. 

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