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I know you care and I know you hate to see me in so much pain, therefore I hide it.

I hide the demons that live in the dark, I hide my tears behind a smile and a laugh.

I know you deserve better then to see me in complete darkness, never wanting to see the light of day again; Praying to up above to end this pain and sorrow.

Even if I wanted to show you, I don't know how or where to begin.

There is no point in sharing because my demons are a part of me, just like my lungs and heart.

If I were to tell you, how would you react?

Maybe you would ask me for the hundredth time "Are you okay?" or maybe you would tell me "You are better then to let this rule you!".

Why can't you understand, I can't be strong anymore!

However, you won't know because I'm always hiding.

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