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Mar 2018
Only one foot through the door as a blast of suffocating air enters my lungs
Room full, people talking, people laughing, none telling the truth
Dramas said, rumor is spread, none of it is true
Every answer to a question is that they're doing just fine
But I can see the truth
I can feel their pain
It's written all over there bleached teeth, done up hair, and plastered smiles
Held back screams and bleeding palms from the digging of nails
No one can step up
None wish to be the outcast asking for this madness to stop
If only they knew what I knew, that no one wants this
But they've gone blind from their screens
They've gone deaf from the drama
And they've lost feeling from all the cut marks

It ***** being the only sain person
Because then you start to see just how truly insane everyone is
Mac
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