Sometimes people get sad

And not to be a pessimist

But sometimes feels like always to me

Why don't I smile anymore

Is what people ask

Maybe because faking happiness

Is too daunting of a task

If you want to help I'll pass

Being happy is a much too fake mask

My days are weighed down and heavy

My heart an empty and dried up levy

And all of what I used to be

Is just gone


So simply

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