*Keep in mind I wrote all of these*
Everyday, I put on a smile
even though inside, I'm dying
I listen to them tell me that I'm wrong
even though inside, I'm trying
I go home and deal with the pain
all the fights, the lies, and the tears
I turn up my music
hoping to drown out my fears
At the end of the day
when I'm broken down
I lay awake
and listen to the sounds
The sounds of my fan
which really have no meaning
and the demons in the night
like I can hear them breathing.
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Blake Gray Imagines
FanfictionI think we are all smart enough to figure out what this is going to be about (hint... Look at the title)
