I hate that I have to pretend.
Fake smile.
Fake sparkle in my eyes.
Didn't think I was capable of pretending.
What happened to me?
I'm not sad. Not depressed.
But I sure as hell am not happy every day.
If I'm not,they shy away.
When I fake it they tell me how awesome I am and I need to be like this more often.
Fuck you.
You want me?you take ALL of
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