The world doesn’t see,
I have had enough!
My laugh doesn’t mean,
You didn’t hurt me.
Its me saving you,
An apology.
It is my love for you,
Yours I never see.
Its me before I go,
To the corner and weep.
Its me taking a kick,
In my guts.
Laughing at myself,
My fate, my luck.
The world doesn’t see,
I have had enough!
Or does it only see,
I have become more tough.
I have been strong,
But I can break.
I have been patient,
As I take.
The pain, the scars,
The bruise, the hate.
And I ask god,
Why did he create…. Me?
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