Why is it always this way?
Why can't you see what the pressure does?
The cracks get bigger
If they keep getting bigger then the whole thing will shatter
It's not as strong as it portrays
The mask it wears over it's self
Is only just that
A thin layer keeps the insides concealed
I just wish that the world could see I am not fine, alright, or happy
Just stop asking it helps not to be reminded of the trouble I face
This pome was written in the pretext of Harry Potter owned by J.K. Rowling.
Harry under way to much pressure vents by writing. After 5th year.
