Don't take out your unhappiness on me,

It may just lead to another tragedy.

Lord knows,

We have enough of those.

Do your best to make them smile,

While you don’t think you’re worthwhile.

While the hatred comes down,

You’re trying not to drown.

Pretend you’re fine,

But you’re always on the line.

You hope it will end one day.

But only in a good way

Do you want to end the pain?

Then smile, and hope it wasn't all in vain.


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