Every second, an infinity
happens
... in relativity!

(West Philadelphia: January, 1973)​

When people look at you
They see a happy me
And not the sad you
They see me laughing
And see my beautiful smile
But no one sees you crying
Or sees you hurt

Please take me off
Because I care about you
You have spent your whole life behind me
And I hate that I keep lying to this good people
The more you keep hiding behind me
The more you keep dying inside
Let the people see the real you behind me
And set yourself free