To break or to have hope?
A question with which I can't cope
He smiles, he is happy
But the reason makes me unhappy
The reason for his happiness isn't me
I let him be completely free
But this, its going too far
I feel less than par
I want to be the reason behind his smile its been more than a while
If it wasn't meant to be
Shouldn't I have been over he?
So deep down I've fallen
its as if my soul has been stolen
I'm trapped where joy seems like a crime
I feel like a sad artist of mime
Can't open up or else I'll break
All I need is not to be fake
But how does one fake without falling apart
its broken you know, The heart
A question with which I can't cope
He smiles, he is happy
But the reason makes me unhappy
The reason for his happiness isn't me
I let him be completely free
But this, its going too far
I feel less than par
I want to be the reason behind his smile its been more than a while
If it wasn't meant to be
Shouldn't I have been over he?
So deep down I've fallen
its as if my soul has been stolen
I'm trapped where joy seems like a crime
I feel like a sad artist of mime
Can't open up or else I'll break
All I need is not to be fake
But how does one fake without falling apart
its broken you know, The heart
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