I lay here and wonder why I'm even here.
what's the point of my existence.
does anyone even notice.
the masking pain just to keep you away.
no matter what you say, I might as well just slip away.
I am invisible.
no wonder why I can't be heard.
why am I here.
your part of my fear but,
no one ever hears.
no one sees the scars.
no one knows how bad it really is.
so why am I here.
©brooke.992
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