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Oct 2014
No one knows anyone else.
We've barely met ourselves.
We're so young and undeveloped,
But we think we know enough.

Nobody can see the true struggle behind a smile.
And ******* if you think you got it worse.
We are have pain and little things,
That breed beneath our skin at the source.

He has been there, She had that
Guess what, you have no idea.
I bet everyone around you has felt that way.
They just don't brag about how they feel.

You can be happy and a mess all at the same time.
You can be sad but put together all your thoughts aligned.
But no one can really know how you feel,
Who can define fake, who assigns things as real?

Look at him smile, look at her laugh,
Can't you see the light in their eyes?
You don't have a ******* clue what's going on,
Alone in their separate beds they cry.
"You don't know what it's like to be like me, I don't know what it's like to be like you, so we keep our mouths shut." - RBF
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