Writing in someone else's shoes #2
Writing in someone else’s shoes #2
There is sadness in me that cuts so deep it tries to consume me. It is like a beast determined to devour. One wrong move, one wrong word, and I will be consumed.
No one knows, no one can see it. I smile through the pain. I laugh through the tears. I am the master of disguise.
Friends see me as the one they can always count on. Strangers turn to me with their pain. Dependable.
Sarcasm, quick wit…
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