You always smile like you're about to cry
I've heard this phrase once
Not in real life
But on a website
Oh, how I wish this wasn't true
I wish this one line didn't say so much
You never see my tears
You never see my pain
I push those away to a place deep inside
A place no one for over a year has reached
Because I'm fine
I'm fine
Right?
That's what I keep telling you
That's what I keep telling myself
But it gets harder to believe each day
Panic attacks, dark thoughts that I'd be hospitalized for if anyone found out
I'm fine though
I still smile
So what does it matter if,
I always smile like I'm about to cry
(17/4/20)
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A Glimpse Into My Brain
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