Say I'm happy
Well that's a lie
Can't you See the pain in my eyes
The pain of destruction
Constant lies
I'm such a failure
Can't even successfully die
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
Failure
Say I'm happy
Well that's a lie
Can't you See the pain in my eyes
The pain of destruction
Constant lies
I'm such a failure
Can't even successfully die