Put the mask back on, smile, laugh, be happy.
You know how to do this, you've done it for years.
WHY AREN'T YOU PUTTING THE MASK BACK ON?
Nobody needs to know you're drowning little girl,
They don't care.
Roll your shoulders back, fake the confidence.
Pull your lips into a smile, they don't care if it doesn't reach your eyes.
Laugh with your belly, did that sound forced?
I'm begging you, please don't make me put it back on,
It's suffocating!
So, suffocate.
I only have so much left in me,
I can only hold my breath so long.
I can't.
You've done it for years little girl, a few more won't hurt.
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Cheyenne Jones
My name is Cheyenne I've always dreamed of living in a quiet seaside town and writing different stories. I would also love to own a little booknook with a cobblestone walk way and a cozy atmosphere. I hope you enjoy my stories!
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