simply me

i've got this thing going on

that makes me different from you

i struggle with being happy

even when i have every reason to be

it's like a thick cloud that

fills every inch of my lungs and soul

and i can't breathe or think right

and all i feel is, cold

when i say that i am okay

people seem to believe

they don't see thorugh thr fake smile

or get that i just want to leave

i am weak

i am broken

i am a liar

i am unspoken

you can see me everyday

but you won't care enough to see

the pain i feel in my heart

i am lost

and i am simply me

This poem is about: 
Me

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