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Mar 2021
How do you keep a smile without it being fake?
How do you smile when the day is at waste?
How do you always seem happy in the toughest of times?
I wish I could be more like that.
But, I can’t because then I’d be more fake than I already am.

How do you always run fast, when my legs feel like quitting?
How are you growing when I’m staying the same?
Sometimes I believe I should say goodbye to the ground I stand on and say hello to the ground below, or should I stay trapped in between as I had nowhere to go.

We always tell people to love themselves, but then we can't even loveΒ ourselves, how is that?
Maybe we don't know, or is it just out of our human habits?
Written by
Lilly Smith  18/F/Albany, Oregon
(18/F/Albany, Oregon)   
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   MS Anjaan
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