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Sometimes

I suppose I am happy.

like when I am with my friends,

throwing my head back and covering my mouth

As I shake with laughter

At a joke someone just made

But then day turns to night

and my carefree grin turns into unexplainable sadness

etched on my face like a tattoo

and I lay in bed,

thinking about all the things I wish could say--

all the things I'm too afraid to admit,

even with only pen and paper and mind

It's night like these when I realize:

I am many things

I am happy and sad,

outgoing and shy

rambunctious and quiet

But mostly

I am just empty

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