Enemy inside

That girl in the pictures, she’s smiling
a lot
I think she’s actually happy, but was she happy
a lot?
Don’t you know that she used to write sad poems
in her diary
about how no one would care if she died
she’s smiling in the pictures,
a lot
but when are the pictures
they are
fragments, really, they’re nothing

Somebody would care, and it would break
someones heart
but her mind told her lies,
and she believed it
because she smiled in the pictures,
a lot
and everybody thought she was happy
a lot
so no one told her that her mind was a
fucker
and that truth was something entirely
different

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