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Picking Up the Peaces
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 My life is perfect
 So they say
 I smile, I laugh, 
 Blowing it away
 But I truly long to slash that mask 
 And leave the pieces trailing behind
 But I’m too trapped now
 All that’s left of me
 Is what peeks through 
 
 When will you realize
 That there’s a world behind my smiles
 How could you know?
 That behind my laugh reside my fears
 
 Always measured up to just past my reach
 Then when I don’t get the moon,
 why isn’t it ok?
 The stars can’t catch me
 I slip right through
 Their twinkling arms
 I fall back down
 Down,
 Down,
 And there’s only me
 All Alone
 To pick up the peaces
 
 And just because I’m always smiling
 doesn’t mean I’m never crying
 I’m dancing with the weight of the world
 No matter how weary I am
 Nor how my feet ache
 The world just keeps going
 Spinning,
 Around...and around...
 I stand to watch, sometimes
 Letting my mask drift until it’s almost gone
 Until the world stops with me
 Forcing my mask on again
 
 No matter how much I break down inside
 Outside you’d never know
 Forcing a grin, faking a laugh, 
 You wouldn’t begin to guess
 The pain I hide
 So skillfully
 Like a masterpiece of splendid art
 With only one blemish
 A blemish on the painting of my life
 
 So now I stand, left alone
 Debating
 Waiting
 Waiting for someone
 
 Someone to catch me
 When I fall
 Someone to hold me
 When the tears rain down 
 Someone to reach with me
 For the stars just beyond
 Someone 
 Someone to help me
 Help me pick up the peaces
 Before I hit the ground
 
 Maybe
 I think
 Maybe
 That someone
 Is me
 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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