"Keep on the smile..."

This seen to be difficult to do.

I smile,laugh,joke in front of people.I am just not honest to myself.

My assisgments,my skin,my brother,my work,money,friends,family...

I dun bother to self-pity.Just that i need room to read down my problems.

I had a conversation with my mum just now.I am worried.And guilty too.

Smoking at the window.
"take me away..."i whisper to the wind.



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