The Real Me

March 22, 2018
By Anonymous

No one sees the real me

I come to school, do what I'm told

Always happy as can be but its getting old

Everynight I cry myself to sleep

Cutting with every weep.

Hoping for my days to be done 

Before I hurt someone.

No one sees the pain I'm in 

Cause I always hide it with a grin.

Sad and broken on the inside

Happy as can be for others to see.

The author's comments:

I used to be severly depressed in my middle school days so I wrote this because of that. 

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