She cries behind that smile
The one painted on her face
Like a doll, she is hiding
Porcelain and out of place
She is wishing for a time
When everyone was the same
She is hoping for a world
Where a baby feels no pain
That girl is lonely
She has learnt to feel free
That girl behind the mask
Is wishing, she wasn't me
For all the heartache and promises
The truth and the lies
She sits in her sorrow
And slowly begins to die.

 
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