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Untitled (4 a.m. thoughts)

Anyone out there? Can anyone hear me? Can anyone understand? Questions a stereotypical depressed kid asks ^ Just to get through a day The sun will always come up anyway and cut through none of my masks Everyone assumes you're ok Cause you paint on a smile Hoping nobody sees through it When all you want is someone to care It's funny We pretend we're fine and want someone to know we're not We don't tell them
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Jul 17, 2012
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