We are forced to wear,
A warning label,
On our head,
That speaks truth about ourselves,

So people could know,
Who we truly are,

Mine says that,
“I'm deceptive,”
People are quick to judge,
And think I'm a bad person,

Well I don't care what others think,
And what the label says is true indeed,

I really deceive people,
I always lie to them,
I appear like I'm fine,
While I'm really dying inside,

Because if I told you the truth,
They would think I'm insan.

© 𝑯𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓