Masked

Faking smiles

Faking laughs

Only showing strength

Dying on the inside

Masked

 

On my weakest days

I am strong for everyone

No one knows something is wrong

But you can only bend so much

Until you break

 

Nobody can read me anymore

Only the pages I write on

And my pillow full of tears

Know what's honestly wrong

Because I'm masked

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