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why do you burn me with your criticism
and take your anger out on me
why do you make me feel bad about myself
like I can't do anything right
why do I cry myself to sleep at night
clinging to a stuffed animal
why is my pillow wet with tears
why do I hold it inside
while the pain I hide
why do I feel the need to smile
even though my world is falling apart
I am fighting off tears because
I need to be strong
I can't let them see me cry
they don't need to know I am dying inside
so I will push the tears aside
and hold my head up high