8/17/98
idea of myself
deep down inside
i'm trying to fill a place
a place in this empty shell
of a body with a sad face
bleeding words on paper
could never heal
this deep gash inside of me
and give me life to feel
ignoring everyone
doesn't get me out
but ignoring everyone
helps cure the doubt
breaking out in tears
melting my cheeks
muddling my words
and i can't speak
i put on a face
that scares away the brave
can't take it off
my eyes won't behave
i sit here and stare
they laugh and smile
to them things are fine
i realize it'll take them a while
through all the torment
i realize;
empty words
useless thoughts
insincere compliments
untrue facts
cold embraces
bone-chilling stares
they all bother me
more than the idea of myself
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