Beauty and Pain


You pretend like nothing's wrong with this,

you simply like the pain.

With others you're happy and bubbly,

yet once you return home

you're transformed to another being.

You wrist becomes a board for cutting,

the tears stream down your face.

You simply want to escape it all,

the beauty, the fights,

the pain.


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