I appear so vivacious,
So happy, full of life
But what you don’t understand is
I’m torn up inside
You think that I’m waving
When you're watching me drown
Self image is depressing
It’ll always get you down
Sometimes I hate myself
And I know you hate me too
I’m so churned up with emotion
I don’t know what to do
So I smile at you so normally
But there's pain behind these eyes
You’ll never understand just why
I want to curl up and die.
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