Tired of pretending that I don't hurt
That I don't bleed
That I'm okay
That I don't need
Tired of laughing when I want to cry
Tired of living... afraid to die
Tired of hearing that I'm so tough
Wondering why no one has called my bluff
Cannot they see the pain I bear?
Or do they see and just don't care?
-Diane Roberts-
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