Want to be happy
I look at old pictures
I watch my days pass by
In reality I'm not happy
It's all in my head
I want to be able to smile and mean it
I'm tired of faking everything I do
I've become a good actress
When will my parents see
I'm not happy
Maybe when I leave for college?
Maybe never
Oh how I just want people to see
That I'm not happy
poem by Marissa Ford
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