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How can I see through the window

That’s so fogged up in despair

The problem though

Is not really known

By people who don’t stop to care

I throw some blinds,

Or a curtain or two

To hide the truth

From the few people

that do.

I fake a smile,

Try out a laugh,

Anyone who truly saw

my empty, vacant eyes

would truly know for certain

That the saying "I'm fine"

is only ever lies.



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