The cold metal touched my skin.
The red blood drawed a line so perfect so beautiful next to my pale skin,
But people just stared and questioned.
But im not insane, im just different...
Im the girl whos lifes an act,
Im the girl with the fake smile whipped across her face,
And thegirl who doesnt let anyoneknow who she really is.
Im just trapped in an act,
Never reveling myself and never giving anything away...
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