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Hiding

I hide the pain,
With laughing and smiles,
I hide the fear,
With weird for awhile.

I hide the tears,
With hands and arms,
I hide the hurt,
With a shielding guard.

I had the bad,
And show the good,
No one knows,
What they should.

I always act so happy,
No one thinks I can get mad,
They don't think I can get angry,
Because I always act so glad.

Never showing true feelings,
Hiding behind the good,
I always feel so bad,
Never doing what I would.





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