So many never see,
The you beneath the mask,
Assuming you are fine,
They never stop to ask,
They never stop to lend,
A hand when you are down,
You're sailing on, they think,
When you're about to drown,
They only see you smile,
When you just want to frown.
They only see you fly,
When you're about to fall,
They only see you strong,
Before you lose it all.
You know you're not alone,
True friends will not think less,
Of eyes full up with sorrow,
And shoulder's bowed with stress,
For strength lies not in power,
Nor endurance of distress,
Sometimes we cannot help,
Collapsing in a mess,
But you are not alone.
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