I walk around with a smile.But not truly happy.every day I go to school feeling crappy. People tell me to smile but why.I know if I do I'll cry.so now I have to sit in front of you and lie. knowing I want to die.so when I pull the trigger you'll think I was crazy.but not knowing me enough to know when I'm at home I cry like a fucking baby. So all the ways you'll treat me do hurt.everyday I wake up feeling like dirt.looking in the mirror wanting to cry. So when I take these pills you'll see no more of this guy.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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PoesíaI wrote 99.99% of these poems but you might find a poem that I enjoy in here. Most of my poems are dark and some of them are funny.
