My weaknesses they wont show through,
I will not tell you my point of view,
I promise myself that i wont cry,
If i feel pain i will turn a blind eye.
You will never get to see my tears,
No sounds of my sobs will fill your ears.
I will constsatly wear my fake smile,
A frown will occur once in a while.
I no longer will break down,
My problems wont be the talk of the town,
I wont express myself,
i will bottle it up put it upon a shelf,
The problems they will go away,
But im just struggling today.
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