I know,
Deep down, your little heart is crying.
But you never show it on your face.
Even when the world has torn your spirit.
You still smile at me.
Like it is all nothing.
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I am still wondering,
How can you put the mask on for so long?
Hiding all the agonies.
Don’t your heart hurt?
Don’t you want to scream it all out?
Don’t you want to cry?
Yet you hold it.
For way too long.
But, just so you know,
I am here for you.
I am here to bear the problems,
With you.




