There is a place
That we have to call home
There is a time
When we just want to be alone
There are people
Who truly do care
Even though they seem nonexistent
They truly are there
There is a place
Where we can rest our head
There are times
We lie down, practice playing dead
There are times when we are scolded
And we really didn’t deserve it
We can’t sleep at night
Seeing the truth perverted
There are days that are stretched out long
It seems on those days, we truly don’t belong
There is a moment where we sit, small, feeling enclosed
Where we feel out-casted, loveless, hopeless, and alone
There are days that we struggle, where it feels hard to breathe
While we’re shelled on the outside, inside we seethe
There has been a time when we are apathetic to happenings all around
There has been a time
Where we wished we were underground
No matter what we do
Or what things that we’ve tried
The mask always cracks open
Revealing what’s inside
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