It may look good, that smile on my face.
It may not be seen, the pain inside.
The cries inside will never be heard.
I know I sound absurd.
But I have a question to ask.
Do you see me hidden behind this mask?
It may not be seen, the pain inside.
The cries inside will never be heard.
I know I sound absurd.
But I have a question to ask.
Do you see me hidden behind this mask?
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