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Beautifully Insane.
Part of me just wants to run and hide, no one understands I feel cheated and lied.
I feel dead to everyone else yet no one truly knows, the pain I hide to prevent an attention seeking show.
My bright smile is dimming and my walls slowly begin to brake, but nobody knows that my smile is actually fake.
I hold in the tears and the horrible pain, I get played over and over, and I feel myself coming close to being insane.
How long do I have, it's only a matter of time. How much longer can I endure this pain before I completely loose my mind?
How much longer does my smile keep having to be fake? How long will I last before I completely brake?
I feel myself sinking without a helping hand, I'm drowning in sorrow I can barely even stand.
I get in my window and I sit on the edge. I watch my toes dangle down up from the high ledge.
If I just push I will be risking my life and all, but the pain is to much so I push and let myself fall.
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