Would you believe me if I showed you my reality?
Would you prefer it if I kept up with my lies?
Would you mind the self loathing behind the vanity?
Would you try on my problems for size?
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You ask me if I’m happy and genuinely content?
I’m the happiest I could possibly be.
Right here, right now, in this moment.
Then why, u ask, do I seem melancholy?
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Creases on a crisp white sheet,
Clothing strewn in happy disarray.
In sleep tangled fingers firmly meet,
Express so much more than mere words can say.
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