*try your damnest to not show fear.
If you do, they're going to eat you alive.
So you put on a brave face,
Trying to make others believe they don't affect you.
Trying show that you can rise above the torment.
But they see right through it.
They just let you make a fool of yourself.
Silently laughing at your pain.
Your agony.
Your brave face begins to crumble over time.
Leaving a tear stained face.
Leaving you exposed and
Vulnerable.
Why?
Because you didn't have the strength to go on.
Because you're tired of trying.*
Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 12:37 AM UTC
*try your damnest to not show fear.
If you do, they're going to eat you alive.
So you put on a brave face,
Trying to make others believe they don't affect you.
Trying show that you can rise above the torment.
But they see right through it.
They just let you make a fool of yourself.
Silently laughing at your pain.
Your agony.
Your brave face begins to crumble over time.
Leaving a tear stained face.
Leaving you exposed and
Vulnerable.
Why?
Because you didn't have the strength to go on.
Because you're tired of trying.*
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