*Trigger warning*- mention of SH and suicidal thoughts
Maybe I fake a smile,
Maybe I force a laugh,
I've kept this charade up for a while,
I look happy in photographs.
But on the inside I'm trying,
To keep the sadness away,
On the inside I'm dying,
And it gets worse every day.
Nobody knows the real me,
The emotions I keep hidden inside,
I know I should just let them free,
But you'll never see me cry.
I can fake a smile,
I can force a laugh,
I've kept this charade up for a while,
I look happy in photographs.
I hate myself, more than I should,
I wish I liked me more,
I scratch and scratch till I see blood,
It doesn't bother me anymore.
I'm only young but I want to die,
That's probably not good,
Please kill me, please kill me, at night I cry,
If only someone would.
I always fake a smile,
I always force a laugh,
Kept this charade up for a while,
I look happy in photographs.
In pictures I always look happy,
Just too bad they aren't real life,
I stand there smiling, frozen mid-laugh,
I look happy in photographs.
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Poems and Random Descriptions
RandomRandom things that I like to write when I feel bursts of inspiration. Most of them will likely be poems.
