How better I can show,
How better I can lie,
Thousands of ways there are,
When I can prove I smile,
I’ve been kind of habitual now,
But this all will be in a vain,
When you will notice the truth,
Hidden in the depth of my eyes,
I don’t wanna make you cry,
And I decide not to pretend.
Life gives me a golden chance,
To chose either one way,
Forget history and fly higher,
The other one is scaring,
But I am happy with it because,
Sometimes satisfaction proves to be,
Much more than all other happiness,
Because it helps you dying in peace,
I don’t wanna die incomplete,
And I decide not to pretend.
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