So strong at least to you,
for you fail to see,
all the wrong that I do,
my disharmony.
So sad on the inside,
but I wear a mask,
You'd get mad if I cried,
such a simple task.
I reach yet you walk by,
too busy to look,
won't beseech, you don't pry,
pain's an open book.
Goodbye, it's time to go,
far away from here,
do not cry, they will know,
that you really care.
So strong and all alone,
pain had departed,
it is wrong, feelings known,
if brokenhearted.
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