At day,
I smile
At night,
I cry
Soaking my pillows;
with tears
I laugh with people;
At night I become sober
My mind is restless;
in a state of confusion
attempt to commit suicide
I act strong;
in physical
but in secret;
I am sad
I need to leave a happy life
A fake smile;
I give
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Author:
D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: November 8th, 2025 06:46
- Category: Sad
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