Sing and dance your troubles away
This face of happiness, you must convey
Make the music loud and dance till you can't
This pleasure all yours, the words you can chant
You can do all this alone at home
No need to get out and roam
Put on a face of happiness
Maybe your sorrow, you can suppress!
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Just putting on a happy face would mean lying to youself. You need to search for happiness within rather than around you. If you do that, the sorrow will be surpressed. Lovely thoguht. Preets