The second me

All you see is my cheerful smile,

That is my mask, that is what limits me.

You never know my true thoughts, anything could be running through my mind

I don't miss much, and that is my curse, i feel one day ill end in a hurse

I see past people's unctuous ways because I relate to them, I am them.

I truly smell the roses, love to be unloved, take in the beauty of the sunset

But all you will ever see is my cheerful smile......


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