my mask broke today
i dont know why
it happened today
i let out a cry
is my mask brocken
or is it slightly cracked
is there to much pressure
or does it lack
lack the strength
to hold back thoughts of death
under a smiling, happy mask
is my soul to strong for it
or is it that i just need to slit my wrists
so here i lay fixing my mask
seeing if its brocken or slightly cracked
just one more slit and it will me over
so goodbye journal, goodbye friends
this is the point where my life ends...
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Why?
Why?
Why do people stair at me?
Why can't they just leave me be?
Why do people have hearts?
When there like target's for darts
Why am I not good enough?
Does it seem that I am tough?
I wrote this short poem,
In wonder why,
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