Rounded place but flat surface
Many people in unpainted face
The words are 'its okay'
That is what they always say.
Fears, depression, and anxiety
But look at them, looks happily
Always hiding what they feel
Expose the fake, hides what's real.
Everything is getting worst
A balloon, it will burst
Can't never take it anymore
Just want to lost forever.
Humans are flying down
Waiting to, get the ground
Red liquids, spread and flows
Obstacle they face the most.
