Mask
She smiles in your face
You believe she is happy
But the minute you leave
Her face becomes crappy
Her eyes become cold
Her smile fades away
Her expression is empty
Empty and gray
She keeps this facade
Hoping no one will notice
That beneath this mask
She is nothing but hopeless
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