Paulina Malicka


There is a secret part of me,
Which I don’t want others to see,
I can’t count all the nights when I cried,
Because my self-hate is killing me from the inside.

When people ask me how I’m feeling I lie,
Replying, “I’m great” though I just want to die,
I want to see myself in pain,
I know it’ll calm me, again and again.

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