I'm hurt
I'm infuriated
I'm broken
The only thing I can think to do is cry
As you laugh,
A teardropp slides down my cheek
You take a picture
As I walk away
I refuse to give you that satisfaction
I look at you and smile
I walk away
Little did you know
As I turned I couldn't keep it in
Tears poured out of my eyes
My sense of pride has been shot down
At least I didn't let you see me cry
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