I'm fake
all my happiness, all my joy,
everything you see,
is pretend, not the real me.
Nobody ever sees my true face,
nobody knows who i really am.
I may appear to be content, hard to upset,
but with every insult i take, another scar is made in my heart.
I have but one true friend,
she sees past my mask, past my face,
into my soul.
People say one is enough,
people say you never forget a friend,
what people don't say,
is they're lying...
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