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by ash Mar 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
On the outside shes smiling Everybody thinks shes happy Nobody knows the real her Inside she doesn't even know how to smile She wishes to be dead Will never let anyone know the real her There are cuts all over her When anyone attempts to ask She just smiles and says her cat No one will know the truth That each night she cuts to feel the pain To see herself bleed Didn't use to be this way Had a hundred friends Never once felt alone But that was then, and now is now The friends are still there yet she doesn't see She only feels alone Nobody knows the real her She will never let anyone know Because they'll just never understand