You can't see the smiles I'm fakin,
You can't feel my heart is breaktin,
You can't hear a part of me is screamin,
You don't know how much I'm lovin, you.
I smile doesn't mean I'm happy,
I'm not cryin infront of you,
It doesn't mean I'm fine.
The outside is opposite of the inside.
People notice that I still love you,
But what do you do?
You flirt with hundreds of girls,
And I closed my eyes and end my life.
26th Nov,2009
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wow. story of my life.10/10