finnaly looking at myself

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By a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.

i have the perfect lie youll never have to worry you wont ever see the truth inside but ill secretly say sorry cause i have to lie to you but i want you to think i am happy so, i wont tell you the truth ill just pray you wont see that "im not in pain its you not me going insane" i wanna go along with the way your acting but it seems so wrong the way im reacting you need help but i cant seem to open my mouth cause im afraid youll be hurt and find a way to leave im afraid youll see.... im the problem its all me

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