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It's just a poem, not a story.
Can't you see the tears rolling down my cheeks
And the wet spots on my shirt?
You never know how much it hurts
When I hide behind a smiling mask.
Happiness is just a fleeting feeling that never lasts.
I try to act like everything is okay
But the truth is I feel like I'm dying each day.
You wonder why I avoid you,
But you need to open your eyes, If only you could see.
Just how much you're hurting me.