I look at these people, so petty, so plastic,
hey talk to each other like hollow vacuum sticks,
The smiles they wear, happiness can it be?
When tears roll down their face, is it sadness you see?
The laugh and play when their heart bleeds,
When you look into their eyes, do you see what it reads?
They hold you when you fall, they fight all your fears,
Do you believe what they say, what your heart hears?
They don't know themselves, they don't know you,
They life you high, let you go, the someone you always thought you knew.
posted by Pri @ 5:01 AM
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