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I feel like crying

I sit here and wonder why

Wonder who my freinds are

I feel like I am being used

One minute they say they're my friend

The next I dont exsist

I put on this mask

I pretend it doesnt hurt

But deep down inside it really does

If I were to take this off and show them how much I really hurt

Then maybe I would know who are my real friends and who arent