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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