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Blank
Tears locked away inside
Not able to show emotion
A blank face is all that is seen
Nothing underneath
Nothing is able to be seen
Nothing
Except for a blank face
Emotion is locked away
In a cell
Somewhere far away
Not being able to smile
To cry
But to just sit there
With a blank face
Friends
Supposed to be by my side
Friends
Supposed to be there for me
But friends
What do they do?
Stab me in the back
A sharp pain
Tears locked away
Not able to cry
Expressionless
Fake friends
Supposedly my friends
Kick me around in the dirt
Leave me on the ground
With the bruises of their constant
Mocking
Rudeness
Two-facedness
How does it feel?
When you give your all
But get nothing
No importance
No sympathy
No value
Hurts, doesn't it?
I wanna leave
Go away
And never come back
I’m depressed
But no one understands
And what’s the point of trying to make them?
My face is blank
I can’t do this anymore
I tell myself
No one understands
I can’t take it anymore
Its unbearable
Like a monster pulling at me
Constantly
I can’t hold it in any longer
I wanna scream
Run away
Be alone
The blankness in my face is gone
Like the trust I had in my friends
Like the trust I had in anyone
My friends too are gone
And I am happy
And Content
And Relieved
No more blankness
And at last
The tears fall
Dripping against my cheek
Dark stains made at the bottom of my shirt
And then I smile at myself

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