March 22, 2011
i wear a smile
but all the while
no one sees whats beneath
the part of me that no one sees
the hate,the anger,depression and pain
the side of myself that isn't sane
the wounds made
by betrayals,back-stabs, cheats, and lies
no body hears my screams or cries
as my wrists take punishment
for their actions and crimes
for all the times
they've done me wrong
but i wear this smile
acting strong
when all the while
I'm dead inside
taking death for a ride
as they kill whats left of me
almost unknowingly, slowly, painfully
secretly torturing me into non-existence

so their the murderers,
not me

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