Crying in the crowd, you just want to become invisible You won’t dream, or ache, or be brokenhearted, You’ve decided, you’ve already decided You quietly endure, tightly grasping yesterday in your fist And the sweeter the memories the more they hurt, The more they leave numerous and profound cuts in your hand You’re not truly happy, your smile is just a disguise you wear You’ve decided not to hate, and decided not to love, Your soul forever locked away This world laughs, and so you laugh along with everyone As though survival is a requirement, not your choice, And so in tears you drift and stumble on You’re not truly happy, your smile is just a disguise you wear You’ve decided not to hate, and decided not to love, Your soul forever locked away You’re not truly happy, your wounds are unwilling to be completely healed I stand beside you but it’s like we’re separated by a galaxy, Will you tightly hold your remorse until you’ve grown old, and then still regret You deserve true happiness, you should pull off that disguise you wear Why after loss must you also be penalized Can you let your agony end at this moment, and start to live again
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 03:40:39 +0000
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