The Lie

It’s exhausting,

Smiling and telling everyone I’m okay,

I’m tired of holding my head high,

Nights spent crying and days spent laughing,

And the worst thing is that you believe the lie,

That everything’s fine inside my head,

When really it’s the last place I want to be.

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