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What if I told you I'v given up,
What if I told you I've had enough
Ask if I'm okay,
Look me dead in the eye,
With a smile on my face,
I always pretend I'm fine.
What friends you all are,
I'm dead on the inside, it starting to infect the outside,
I must be a little shy,
Sitting and hiding behind all my childish lies.
This isn't how friends act, not at all,
I can't think of any words to say,
How awkward could this get?
Maybe you should step up your game and I'll step up mine,
I must admit, I'm not okay, especially when you call me all those names,
But none of you see that,
"What's wrong," You'd say,
I'd tell some lie, telling you that I'm fine,
You don't see the lie, I don't expect you too,
But maybe you could try?
I bet its me, I just don't fit in.

I don't know anymore, I'm kind of done.