I bet you lied
The feelings we feel
Are hidden behind the words we say
You tell me you're fine
But your eyes say otherwise
Pain, depression, anger, and jealousy
All those feelings can be the truth
Behind a single word
I'd rather feel your painful truth
Than a selfish lie that will on hurt me after
But not just me, yourself too
Everything you keep inside
Goes deeper, deeper, and deeper
Until you weep onto the shoulder
Of the one you want to keep
And if by chance
That shoulder is mine
Don't tell me you're "fine"
I'd rather hear you cry
Than for you to show a fake smile
That kills you inside.
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