"DAYLIGHT WASN'T ALWAYS BRIGHT"

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Walking from distance thru the corridors,

My eyes searching towards the walls.

The sun is scrotching bright,

While I forced myself to be like the daylight.

Talking with my so-called friends,

Not knowing I know they don't want to be seen with someone else useless.

And that useless is me who don't have any true friends.

I never felt belong and comforted with such groups,

Because im always the back-up favorite whenever their friend isn't there to listen to their blues.

Smiling thru the day, while the sun is passing away.

I gathered all my might, even my heart was fragile as always.

My day was always repeated,

Smile, laugh and talk like I don't have hundreds of problems.

Day light wasn't full of happiness, its full of filthy judgement.

Another day had passed, but nothing I felt more than emptiness.

Day light wasn't always people's favorite, its just a phase for them to act that everything is fine but it isn't.

Day light wasn't always bright, for me its full of another strikes of bitterness.

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-Bb. Solia Lumianno

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