Not truly with them

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all hidden behind a mask
the great depression eating you away, the loneliness you feel among the others, like you don't fit in or belong

the sad part is
no one knows
and they never see whats hidden
they are struck in their own worlds

not bothering to care
not bothering to know
not bothering to ask
never understanding

oh it truly kills me
to be hidden and never found
like my soul living somewhere cold and unbearable, my heart ceases to beat

like living yet dead
my body and soul
separate from one another
just to cold to survive without each other





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