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This role I'm playing is exhausting Of watching you watching me Of smiling, of laughing Of not cracking when you blink This being human is tiring, Its not as great as they said it would be The acting, the pretending, The standing strong when you're weak This staying alive thing is excruciating Of being in pain and wishing to be free Of trying, of crying Of not being able to be me
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 3:46 AM UTC
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This role I'm playing is exhausting Of watching you watching me Of smiling, of laughing Of not cracking when you blink This being human is tiring, Its not as great as they said it would be The acting, the pretending, The standing strong when you're weak This staying alive thing is excruciating Of being in pain and wishing to be free Of trying, of crying Of not being able to be me
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 3:46 AM UTC
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