I …

I do exist but I am not living.

I am alive but dead from the inside.

I am 20 but passed away a month before my sixteen birthday.

I am me but not really myself.

I am smiling but all I want to do is cry.

I look strong and unstoppable but I am SO weak.

I love life but tried so many times to end it.

And you still believe me when I tell “I am fine” with a BIG smile?

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