"Pain and death are apart of life. To reject them is to reject life itself."
-Unknown
Can I ask you a question?
Why do we have to hurt?
Why the good ones?
Why me?
What did I ever do to you?
Why should I act like I do not hurt?
Why should I fake being happy?
What is even the sense of a fake smile?
Is it worth it?
Making the people who care about you think,you're ok and happy,
When deep down the pain hurts so much,
It hurts still you clench your chest,
You scream wondering why me?
But will they hear?
Or was it all in your head?
Aren't you tired of pretending?
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