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---poem 3---
Put on your mask,
Your daily facade,
Protect yourself with lies,
Surrounded by the dilusions that you've made,

I'll smile and laugh to you,
While I'm crying inside,
You'll never know the truth,
Because I'm always guna hide,

Cover up these marks,
Painted upon me,
I'll be walking alone,
And you'll never see.

---poem 4---
Sometimes I know,
That things should change,
But I don't have the strength,
To rearrange,

So here I stay,
Trapped in this pain,
I'm going nowhere,
And I've got nothing to gain,

You've made me into nothing,
A meaningless shell,
A dead walking body,
That's walking through hell.

i                                can         taste

     it                         on                                          my              blood,

and                           with                                     every word              i     say,
this                             life           is                                                     like
                    a                                                           painting,
    that's                                  only                             painted         in             grey.