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Every morning, it's all the same. I put on my mask before leaving to school. It's the type of mask that hides everything. My thoughts and feelings, and even better, it's the type of mask that says everythings perfect. But thenthere are those who are able to see right through my mask. Theylook me in the eyes. My lying eyes, and ask questions. The type i'd rather not answer. "You ok? Tough week?" I look at them, avoiding their eyes and lie to them. "No, just tired." i lie to them daily, but they know better. the more i feed them the same lie, the more they hesitate to believe me. i get uncomfortable when i'm aroughd them or when they talk to me. i suddenly have this incompetency to move or talk right- afraid that what ever i say next could be the TRUTH and it's funny, because although i am so uncomfortable around them, i have this type of obsession. this wanting to know where they are every second of the day. this wanting to know what they think, of me of others. i want to know if i'm loved like they are. but whats the point if nobody cares???
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