Me Days turn into months, months turn into years, I cry myself to sleep, and pray that no one hears. They think my #life is perfect, If they would only know the truth, Perhaps then they could save me, From ruining my youth. But I hate feeling their sympathy, So i tell them im alright, I hide all of my feelings, 'Till I'm alone at night. At school I am silent, I have but one true friend, The others seem to hate me, And likely do in the end. My best friend has left me, I dont even know why, I try to make it better, But when I fail I start to cry. Its a never ending cycle, I pretend I never cry, Ill try my best to hide it, Until the day I die.
Honza
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