No one sees

I think
That's what's wrong with the world.



No one says what they feel,
They always hold it inside.
 
They're sad,
But they don't cry. 



They're happy,
But they don't dance or sing.



They're angry,
but they don't scream.



Because if they do,
They feel ashamed. 



And that's the worst feeling in the world. 



So everyone walks,
With their heads down
And no one sees
How beautiful the sky is. 

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