WE

 

                                        



Who we really are from the inside?

   What stories we have buried

What are we trying to hide?

Saying : I am totally okay

Even when a thousand times we cried

            Busy in faking perfection

Just to fuel the futile pride?

and in between of all that laughter

   There is a thing that I have realized

       That the happiest face among us

Are the ones who have already died.


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