Nobody sees what's inside us
Cos' every individual has got their own masks
May be someone cries at night,
Cos' of loneliness or dying inside.
May be someone is speechless,
Cos' of helplessness and retarding.
May be someone is sleepless,
Cos' of darkness awaiting.
May be someone lives in fantasy,
Cos' living in reality is bitter.
May be someone is smiling,
Cos' there's something to hide and show.
May be someone is frustrated,
Cos' of dissatisfaction or unbelievables.
Alas, thank god!
Everyone is different and best in their own,
Use the best in you and feel others around,
Lets make the best of our beautiful life and live.
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