"My Sad Existence"
It's such a sad existence--
Always keeping everything in--
Until it's too late.

I talk with an even voice,
Though tears may fall--
And I smile at the things
That cause me the most pain,
Because I'm too afraid
To show how I really feel.

And I scream into pillows,
Silently crying,
Locked away in my room--
Would you really want to see this?

And that's why I keep it in.

You don't see all the acting I do
Just to survive--
You don't see all the tears I cry
So as not to cry in front of you.
And that's the point.

Then all the pills are in my hand,
And it's too late to tell you
Everything I've been keeping in.

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