

A Glance Into My EyesBehind the smile, I cry. Behind the smile, I starve. Behind the smile, I bleed. Behind the smile, I suffer. Behind the smile, I break. Behind the smile, I fall apart. Behind the smile, I slip away. Behind the smile, I trace the veins in my wrist. Behind the smile, I look at the bottles of pills. Behind the smile, I'm dead inside. Dead. I'm fucking dead.
Behind the smile, the lies, the deceit and the fake images of being okay... I am not okay. I'm losing this game, I'm falling so fast. Blood, razors, pills, exercise, lies, not sleeping, must burn calories, must burn calories,
A Glance Into My Eyes
in Dark on 3/29/04
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