A new day

by Shaina Ahenger   Nov 27, 2004


Every time I convince myself,
That I have happiness.
Is the time I break down,
And wish to be nonexistent,
To not feel the pain.
To be invisible from all,
That will hurt me.
I still stand,
The same person I once was,
And pretend that I'm okay.
To pray for a new day,
That might be better,
than yesterday.

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