Fake smile.

you see a girl with a beautiful smile,
beautiful blue eyes, and if you ask her
how she is doing, she always says :
I'm fine. but inside this girl, is the real me
All these times I lied, look at my arms and legs,
look at my scars, they prove it how I really
feel. feel the pain. constantly thinking of suicide.
nobody will miss me! constantly thinking why
am i still here? The people around me will
all be better if I am gone. maybe I'm gone
If i am old, maybe I'm gone about a few weeks,
but maybe I'm gone tomorrow.

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