Why do I have to smile?
This is how I am
And there is no denial.
When I share a moment of mine
Please find me the way I am
It’s not about how you like to see me
But with my moods aligned.
Emotions have strong colors
Which you see on my face
Why to use a brush on it,
If that doesn’t leave my trace.
This body is just not me
Find my emotions too
To get me in my photo
Without one is untrue.
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