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Laughs, 

I hear them all around. 

Whispers, 

They make me wonder how. 

My voice, 

I hear it now. 

It laughs. It whispers. It goes along with the crowd. 

Why?

I don't know why. 

I just go with how things sound. 

They point and stare, 

so I point and stare. 

I choose not to take the dare. 

Dare to do else, 

And they'll make you regret, 

Anyway you show you care. 

Hide behind, 

This mask of lies, 

So maybe they won't find, 

That deep down inside, 

You really do care, 

You do not like, 

The lying and the hiding. 

This isn't me. 

This isn't you

The voices are constantly fighting.

I hide behind this mask of mine, 

Because without it I am dying. 

 

 

 

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