"How are you?"
"I'm fine."
"OK."
Why can't you see me lying to you?
I've driven my own head into the ground.
I care way too much about others,
It's blatantly obvious.
"How are you?"
"Oh, I'm good."
"Me too."
Why don't you question my vague answer?
It's always the same reply,
Yet no one can see the lies,
That are kept in hiding.
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ПоэзияI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
