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aeb Jan 2014
If you knew me
actually knew me
you’d already figured
I'm not doing well

That I'm trying to
hold back the tears

From the moment
I wake up
till the moment
I go to sleep

And if you cared
about me
you would’ve already
seen the scars

That I so desperately
try to hide

From you

{a e b}
aeb Jan 2014
I can't say
that I wont be
sad anymore

Because it's not
an often feeling
like it used to be

It became a
constant feeling
and it's kinda
comfortable

Sadness came
to me
and I let it in
but now it wont
go and leave me

a.e.b
My own once again, I dont know, I guess I like sad ones
aeb Jan 2014
Little perfect girl
standing in front of
you lot

Acting, performing
a bubbly act

Smiling, laughing
making jokes

Her performance
is so believable

So good
just breath-taking

But here's one thing
she's not on stage.
aeb Jan 2014
Strange isn't it?
how the brightest light
dims so easily

It happens so quickly
so fast you won't even
notice it

The lights in her eyes
are out and won't return

Because demons broke her
they took her spark

To feed themselves
to be prettier, happier, better

That's why

a.e.b
I'm proud even tho it's a sad poem, depressive poem,
aeb Jan 2014
My thoughts are killing me
my dreams are haunting me

My body is covered
with hundreds of scars

I'm worthless
it's easy to see

My eyes are liars
and so is my mouth

My body disgusts me
and I'm repulsive to myself

I'm worthless
it's easy to see

My demons are coming for me

a.e.b
Made this myself, and I'm very proud of it.

— The End —