Take a look, and what you'll see
is a normal me-
with brown hair and blue eyes,
whose smile always seems to hide.
My stance says a lot-with just a glance,
you'll see me hunched over.
And if you ever got the chance,
you'd feel the knots on my shoulders.
I'm always stressed
and a little depressed.
I feel this pain in my chest,
a hollow space is there.
I want to leave this place,
to disappear without a trace.
No one would miss me,
and no one would care.

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