If you looked at me
Would you believe I was screaming inside?
Who would think that a perfectly composed teenager such as myself
Could be a crying, terrified child deep inside my soul?
I�d like to fall to the floor and cry out
Scream until my vocal cords ache
Until someone finally heard my pain
Would anyone even care
If they knew how each word hurt?
Has anyone ever noticed
That my smiles are all a front?
My heart and soul are screaming
For two arms to comfort them
But who would take the job?
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