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Sep 2018
If you ask me any questions, I'm only going to lie
What? You actually believed me when I told you I was fine?
Don't you know that's what I tell everyone, all the time?
It's starting to become my favourite line.

See, the fact that you fall for my sickly sweet smile,
Tells me you haven't actually bothered to look closely for a while
Cause my eyes would have told you about my destructive lifestyle
And about the scars on my skin that stretch for miles

Or at least that something was seriously wrong
But you didnt bother to look that long
So instead I'll seek help from another sad song
And I'll convince myself I'm staying alive because I'm strong.
Written by
Lucy  17/F/North Yorkshire
(17/F/North Yorkshire)   
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