Please

Everywhere I look or go,
People say I am blessed.
But no one can really see,
Inside me to my unhappiness.

I should probably show them,
But they are too busy to care.
They don't know of such pain,
That is so hard to bear.

The crumbling walls inside me,
Are almost totally gone.
So please don't pay any notice,
If I seem to be withdrawn.

I think I should make my exit now,
And forever be a pile of rubble.
So please leave me here,
And don't cause me any trouble.

 

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