A born liar,
best masked ever
wishing the world will care
yet nothing ever concludes
no one ever knows
Leave the door to the past
yes you're fine settling down
Standing joyful with a sad heart
covering the tears
hiding the pain
The only key to unmask,
yours truly, love.
The world, strange as it is
My feet on grounds,
Everything about my day,
love and cheery stares
Everything seems too hard
and too easy,
Yes the door to the past
lingers on my mind
And the little things I miss,
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