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Jun 2017
They don't know my name but there isn't anyone to blame
They say I'm weird but they don't know that thats my shield
I am not who they think I am
they say I'm a miracle but I am a ****
But its not about what they say its about how I feel
When I look in the mirror and beg to be healed
The constant thoughts and the wars I fought
They're all in my head where no one can see
And because they can't see they will never let me be
But I try my best and put a smile on my face
Because it is best to hide all trace
What a waste of a life.
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