While I may be able to obtain to everyone else that I am fine,
One glance from you is completely disarming,
With that glance you see through my wall that I built up so high,
You see through my façade, the charade,
When you ask how I am doing, I feel like a deer caught in the headlights,
Illuminated, surrounded by light where there use to be darkness
I cant maintain it one second longer,
All that is left is the truth,
The unbearable truth, I cannot lie,
You tell me the reason why you can see through it, is because you use to do the same thing,
I am grateful, that you can see, its exhausting this little game that I play
Thank you for seeing me my friend from Drayton Valley :D
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