Look Past The Skin
look at me now.
Do I look the same?
Tell me what's wrong?
All the same names,
descions,
coming out of my mouth.
Do I act the same?
Looking up with a smile,
does it appear as it seemes?
Just a mirage,
a truly fake me.
Drink the water of life,
look past the skin.
Deep down within me,
I'm in pain.
I hurt my self emotionally
day after day.
Why does things,
have to be this way?
Looking down at my paper,
that I need to work on.
Thinking,
day dreaming way.
To a better place?
No.
To a dark place,
I frequently visit.
No more true happiness,
just bitter and hate thoughts.
Why do I always do this?
Why is this always hard
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