I dont know why it happens ,
Its always the same ,
When the sky gets grey and gloomy ,
Tears roll down from my cheeks .
I try to stop this action,
And hide this overwhelming emotion ,
Because I belive that its not okay to show my weakness ,
And this feeling drives me insane .
I need to cover it up ,
But my soul doesn't give up .
It says "it's okay to show your weakness ,
You cant be strong always " .
But to my utter dismay ,
I chose to remain this way,
Covering up my weakness ,
Acting that im brave .
But alas ! My mind doesn't know my heart is screaming ,
That all I'm doing is gathering what is left of my sanity ,
Because I'm killing my originality ,
Which always is my one and only identity,
Which is slowly but surely fading away.
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