It's a Lie

The love that you get from your parents. 

That's all a lie. 

The dreams that you're fed from them.

That's all a lie. 

They always say that your parents are the only ones that can give you a special love. 

That's all a lie. 

There are people around you, picking up your pieces. 

You might not care, but they do it without a reason. 

Open your eyes and smile, find those who will carry you. 

Because you're worth it. You'll find happiness soon. 

That's the truth. 

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