I looked up at the sky
Tears falling from my face
Why must I run from the horrors
Why must I always hide?
Other people get in my way
Why do I say alive?
As the sky would start to rain I would sigh
Let out a small laugh and go back
Act as happy as ever
I wouldn't call it fake
It just isn't real
Another day passes
And life goes on
~Simone~
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