I like to pretend that am ok
After all they say fake it
Til you make it...
I like to pretend that i am happy
To hide the tears and pain I carry
Every body thinks I am joyful
Cause I sing and dance and smile
They dont know that is the way I cry.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, February 8, 2019
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