I found myself faking smiles
Just to make it seem like nothing is wrong
I stare at their lips moving, speaking something,
Yet the words never reach my ears
I wake up and move around
Just to show them I could still function
They tell me to go out and bask in the sun
Yet sunlight has done nothing but create more shadows
I write on my skin with a knife
Not fearing death but fearing numbness
I cry not of pain
But because I was withering away
I found myself alone in the crowd
Surrounded by blurred faces who all failed to see
That I'm nothing but an unlit star
Swallowed by the shadows of the moon
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
I found myself faking smiles
Just to make it seem like nothing is wrong
I stare at their lips moving, speaking something,
Yet the words never reach my ears
I wake up and move around
Just to show them I could still function
They tell me to go out and bask in the sun
Yet sunlight has done nothing but create more shadows
I write on my skin with a knife
Not fearing death but fearing numbness
I cry not of pain
But because I was withering away
I found myself alone in the crowd
Surrounded by blurred faces who all failed to see
That I'm nothing but an unlit star
Swallowed by the shadows of the moon
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