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by Briana Apr 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A myriad of stories come into full view But none of them are true On the outside I'm vibrant Laughs fill the air Smiles reassure everyone There's no reason to care So concerened with the thoughts of others The real me escapes And all they can see Is a person that's fake A cheerful girl who brightens your day With her personality The secure girl who could care less what others think Maybe someday, I'll come clean Or live up to who I pretend to be But first I know that I Need to set myself free