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I walk through the door
upset
hand stinging
from where I punched a wall

I walk to the bathroom
collapse
in the corner
and begin to cry

hot, silent tears
slowly fall
down cheeks
that had forgotten them

I stand up
wash my face
tears gone, pain gone
hidden behind a mask

I walk into the living room
voice rough
walk stern
face cold

I let some of my pain shine through
just to let everybody know
that I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 29, 2009 at 10:55 AM
everyday, i feel the same, and just as well, no one cares. how do you deal? SLV
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