Fake we

Location

Pakistan

Passing fake smiles
Bury your inner fears
Concealing your deep wounds
Disguising yourself behind the
Person you are not is common
Nowadays

Abominable times travel slowly
Left you behind deep layers of gloom
Wounded, tired, and bleeding heart
Makes your journey harsh

Still life goes with flow
None ailments will going to stop
Your life from being pass in its time

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