This is Me

By , chelsea, MA
People don't see the real me
They see smiles and happiness
but not the sadness inside me

No one sees the broken soul,
Or the the empty eyes,
but then again I'm so closed off
that I cant trust with my whole heart

If people were to see the real me
They'll see a girl with no escape
And with such a broken spirit
That no one could repair it

That is Me





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