Does it look like I need
your help?
I'm perfectly fine
these tears won't stain.
What tears you ask,
oh the tears that hide
beneath my skin.
They slither down when
they think no bodies looking
It's fine
It doesn't hurt a bit
I'm used to it.
They come out when my
hearts alone
because no one can see it.
You see it's broken and
torn
missing pieces oh and how
big the hole is.
I don't need your help
It's fine it doesn't hurt
it helps if you keep it
bottled up
it helps if you alienate
your self.
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