Pain is everyday

I’m in pain, everyday 

and I’m tired of your disbelief.

Tired of the “lies”

that you’re sure you see.

well I’m tired of everyday, 

And I’m tired of being me.

just this once, can you listen?

Hand me a bandage, for I bleed. 



This poem is about: 
My family


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