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White Lies
i keep telling myself I'm fine,
yet my heart is worn,
feeling so tired at such a young age,
like a book people have torn my pages,
broke my spine,
my sky was blue,
now everything's gray
love is fading away,
I write these words
hoping to ease my pain,
nothing works anymore,
I want to smile,
feel something real,
even if only for awhile
yet my heart is worn,
feeling so tired at such a young age,
like a book people have torn my pages,
broke my spine,
my sky was blue,
now everything's gray
love is fading away,
I write these words
hoping to ease my pain,
nothing works anymore,
I want to smile,
feel something real,
even if only for awhile
Published 19th Jul 2016
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19th Jul 2016 7:28pm
It is sad that you feel such emotions at such a young age. This is how it often feels as one approaches the end of life,when everything was has wished for has somehow become tainted, and all hope of a bright future is lost.
20th Jul 2016 3:38am
I think the root of all that is that some times I believe I feel emotions a little more than most. I don't let it show though, so I pour it out in my writing
