I cant read their soul, cant see their feelings
Im not able to know what they are dealing
But I cant keep pretending that Im little miss sunshine
people dont know the things behind,
this face.
I dont put on a show, but if i did peple will know
this person thats want to breakaway
but instead i usually let it fade away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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