Concealment and Pain

By , New Lenox, IL
Day after day, I live through pain
When will it end?
Careful not to let them see,
I put on a smile when I'm in turmoil,

Still



Nothing.

No one seems to notice
Or care.

It hurts
But I'll carry on as I always have.

Maybe, Just maybe.
Soon someone will notice
And for once they'll actually care.

Tell me, what kind of world is it
That denies people love, a good life?

It's our world.
Is it even worth saving?




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Am I?





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