A Poem (22)

Broken.
Almost beyond fixing.
You giving up on me,
can’t feel anymore.
Tears stopped long ago,
a hole in my heart,
the only thing
that reminds me
of how it once was.
Everyone knows me
as the smiling nice girl.
Smile on the outside,
war on the inside.
Stopped caring,
as so many others.
Look around;
hidden scars
behind bright smiles.
Wake up.

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