People comment on my beauty, but if they only knew how ugly I felt inside. If only they could see the pain and the headache. If only they can see the anger, the hurt. Unfortunately, no one sees me. No one hears me. I am standing in a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs and no one even knows I exist. I am invisible. Have I made myself invisible?
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