You look at the floor.
You don't want people to yell at you anymore.
Because you didn't succeed.
Because you didn't know how to lead.
Do they know what that puts in your head;
Sorrow and dread.
But everywhere you turn,
Someone's smiling.
You're not.
They ask you why,
But you can't answer,
Because it hurts.
It hurts,
Because of the tears,
The loneliness,
The everything.
There is one way for you to win,
But first,
You've gotta start smiling again.
You're not smiling.
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