When I speak my feelings

A smile is always plastered on my face

Because I was once a little girl

In need of a place

_[Crack]_

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A place where everyone understood

Where everyone could see that my eyes

Held no emotion

And my smile never fully stretched

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_[Crack]_

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Now when I speak

I see the memories in the past

_“Can’t you be genuine for once?_”

_[Crack]_

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I am, but no one can ever see past my facade

If you tore me open you would see decay

All I ever was was genuine

But you just laughed and went on your way

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_[I break]_