Nobody knows….
Nobody knows how different I am
The outside of me is not afraid
Not full of pain, or even ashamed
I smile and all of those ignorant fools believe
Of course nothing could be wrong with me
My eyes are dry, I do not shed tears
For that gift was taken away from me dear
I laugh and talk and play along
Keep on existing as if nothing is wrong
Nobody knows how different I am
The inside of me is hollow and empty
Do not fret my dear, for I do not want your pity
I’m tattered and broken beyond repair
My heart is crumbling and full of despair
I’m bloodied and beaten and not really living
I just go through the motions and continue existing
I’m scared and lost, clueless as can be
Is there no one out there to help me
Nobody knows how different I am
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Finding myself 