My Curtain


there's a curtain that hides me

i look beautiful 

but under my curtain

theres scars...



thats who i am and i cover my scars with braclets and lots of clothes

i cover myy depression with a fake smile

i hide my bipolar with being mad all the time 

i cover up myself cause i feel broken.

but its who i am 



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