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Shhh... I Cry
SHHH be quiet, don't tell i cry
Those warm tears become such close friends as i see them more often
After a day I'm dying inside
Cant anyone bother to ask if I'm fine
Don't either way I'll lie
I try to be strong but I'm dying inside
I want to be heard, I just want to scream
But I'm the quiet one the shy one
I'm not meant to be heard is what my brain tells me
SHHH be quiet, don't tell i cry.
By:Maryna Sinkevich
A Seventh Grader
Those warm tears become such close friends as i see them more often
After a day I'm dying inside
Cant anyone bother to ask if I'm fine
Don't either way I'll lie
I try to be strong but I'm dying inside
I want to be heard, I just want to scream
But I'm the quiet one the shy one
I'm not meant to be heard is what my brain tells me
SHHH be quiet, don't tell i cry.
By:Maryna Sinkevich
A Seventh Grader
Published 13th Nov 2014
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