People say that the ones you love,
Should be kept in your list from all above.
They say that love can make one beautiful,
And happy and joyous and cheerful.
But that love isn't good for me,
Cause its just a burden on me.
For you have to give out a wide smile,
Even if you so badly want to cry.
Cause crying would make them worried,
And all their love would feel like buried.
I am selfish and I can't make love,
Cause I can't keep them from all above.
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