The anger that fills the air

 Blowing through the room,

 While people stare.

 This nightmare will end

 When I open my eyes and you're not there.

 Too bad this dream isn't reality.


 The shouted words I hear,

 Are daggers to my heart,

 They make me feel just like

 I'm breaking apart.

 And the tears I cry,

 My weakness in your eyes.


 I wish that I was free,

To be the one that's truly me.

Hidden behind the mirror,

Of what you expect to see.


 So when the rain comes down,

And washes my emotions away.

I can see it clearly now,

You never wanted me to stay.

The End

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