By Carly Floyd
2/24/10
Walking in a haze of my own
reality
Listening to my soul-song
Ahead, my friends
I want to pass them
invisible
to avoid the
inevitable
"What's wrong" the
caring glances.
When I'm fine.
I wear this face because it's beautiful
but they only see a frown.
Brace yourself.
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