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May 2019
It’s the happiest people
That are often the saddest

It’s in the quietest places
Our screams are the loudest

It’s on the sunniest days
The dark depression rolls in

It’s in the deepest waters
We find out we can’t swim

It’s from the ones we love most
We try our best to hide

And it’s through the fakest smiles
We tell white little lies

No matter how hard
I continue to try

I can never repress
The self-loathing inside
Written by
Cassi  23/F
(23/F)   
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