Why’re you so sad?” they asked
She’s wearing a mask ‘cause she’s the outcast
She fakes laughs and fakes smiles
She always gets hurt for her profile
She is who is she, she ain’t nobody else
It doesn’t matter, she’s just being herself
Everyone thinks that she’s perfectly fine.
What’s fine? They can’t even define it
“It’ll be alright." They said
Yeah right, man she’s already dead
Every day, she feels like a burden
But you don’t know she keeps hurting and hurting
Music is the only thing that helps her
Speaks the only words she wants to say, it’s what she prefers
She just feels so done
Can’t even smile just for fun
You said “It’ll get better, you’ll see the sun!”
Did you really think that she was that dumb?
You don’t care, but that’s none of her business
This isn’t goodbye because she is what she is.
About the Creator
Rose V
A small kid in a big world.
The Bloody Blood in Your Veins
Our Origins Today, I read something I didn't know—one more thing to add to all the other things I didn't know. By the time I grow up, I’ll have a collection. But it was intriguing, and it inspired me to write this post. I hope you enjoy it.
By Rene Volpi 6 days ago in FYI
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