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Sometimes, when I can’t sleep.
Thoughts race through my mind.
Should I tell them, no I shouldn’t.
How would they react?
What would they say?
Would they,
Hate me,
Love me,
Abandon me,
Disown me,
Ignore me,
Fix me?
I can’t stop the thoughts,
I can’t make it go away.
My screams are silent.
My pain invisible.
They never see me,
They see the illusion that is me.
To them my life is so simple but if that were true,
I would be asleep.