LOOK AT HER,
HOW HAPPY SHE IS?
ALWAYS SMILLING,
THIS IS HOW OTHERS THINK ABOUT ME,
WHEN THEY SEE ME,
BUT THERE IS A BIG TREASSURE,
WHICH IS HIDDEN IN MY HEART,
I HAVE HEARD,
TREASSURES FILLED WITH DIAMONDS AND GOLDS,
BUT NOT FOR ME,
MINE FULL OF PAIN AND STRESS,
I DONT HAVE A WAY TO EXPRESS MY FEELINGS
BECAUSE NOBODY CARES ABOUT ME,
MY ACHIEVEMENTS ,
THAT'S ALL THEY WANT FROM ME,
INCLUDING MY FAMILY,
ALL OF THIS BROKE MY HEART INTO PIECES,
LIKE A MIRROR,
I CHANGE INTO A STONE ,
THAT DONT HAVE EMOTIONS,
AND PUT A FAKE SMILE ON MY FACE,
EVENTHOUGH I AM HURTED INSIDE.
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Author:
SAN (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Your words resonate deeply with me. The way you express the struggle between outward appearances and inner turmoil feels incredibly familiar. It's as if you've articulated the very emotions I've been grappling with. Thank you for sharing your truth so openly—it helps to know that I'm not alone in feeling this way.
Yeah it's true.
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