STOMACH ACHES

Everyday she puts on a smile which she fakes
And goes thought the day ignoring the stomach aches

The stomach aches are caused by stress
But she'll never confess

She's tired all the time
And feels, to get any attention, she has to commit a crime

She hates her stupid compulsions and her stupid fears
Hates that over any stupid thing will come tears

She wants to tell people things they've never known
Like how she's surrounded by friends but feels so alone

But could she really be that depressed
If you saw her lifestyle you'd probably detest

No one knows but she goes from being happy and cheery
To all of a sudden down and dreary

She doesn't tell anyone how she really does feel
Because she's not sure this depression is real

Some days she's sure she doesn't have it
The days there's not tears, no fits

The come they bad days
That haunts her with dark and dreary ways

She wants it to be like before was so stressed
She wants it back to before she was depressed

But day after day she puts on a smile which she fakes
And tries to ignore the stomach aches

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