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Home, Sweet Home
I look in that mirror everyday
and force myself to say:
"I'm happy and I'm fine,"
like my home's not the scene of a crime.
The constant yelling, never-ending fears,
empty bottles - the cause of my tears.
Broken promises, never to be kept,
each time feels like getting slapped.
I want to break away,
I want YOU to face the FACT!
But I always choose to stay,
fake a smile and ACT
like nothing ever happened.
But it did.
It always does.
© Darali May
written in March, 2018
and force myself to say:
"I'm happy and I'm fine,"
like my home's not the scene of a crime.
The constant yelling, never-ending fears,
empty bottles - the cause of my tears.
Broken promises, never to be kept,
each time feels like getting slapped.
I want to break away,
I want YOU to face the FACT!
But I always choose to stay,
fake a smile and ACT
like nothing ever happened.
But it did.
It always does.
© Darali May
written in March, 2018
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