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Mar 2014
It's something I wear,
"Is everything alright?" Yeah I'm fine, I swear.
Just put a smile on my face and make a joke..
"Yup, she's definitely ok!" everyone croaks
But no, they're wrong and don't realize,
The grin on my face is a frown in disguise.
I feel alone in this world, as if no one understands
That each person in my life makes many demands
"You can't please everyone", yeah thanks I got it
Try to be happy, here's my heart..take a shot at it.
Feeling better? "Not really" here, try again .

"What can I do?" You ask. What do I say? I wonder
I want to preach, create a storm, make it thunder..
Instead I reply with an I dont know, good luck..
Who knows, it might work
Like what I say means a ****

If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands
Clap clap. Just complying to your commands.
Krishna Patel
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