Silence

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On the outside you hear nothing,

But in my head, I’m going mad.

There is nothing I want more,

Than to speak my mind.

I’m seen as happy and smiling,

But only you know it as an act.

You know my act,

Because it is your own as well.

Of all the people I know,

You’re the only one to see.

That I’m not as happy as I seem,

Maybe that is why I fell…

But that’s also another reason,

Another reason to remain silent.






Gmrl

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