Being skinned alive would hurt less
But you can't tell by my barbie doll dress
Invisible afflictions I do have; see?
I'm writing about it; so read about the unseen me
Day by day I try to smile through it all
Hoping not to offend the innocent; lest I fall
Good days and bad; just like all else
I think I'm tricking myself; this is not top shelf
How am I alive?
I don't know what to say
Laugh or cry; it's just one more day.
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