Behind closed door,
I am sobbing.
I look composed,
Never showing.
Behind these eyes
Are tears I weep.
I seem content,
Ever fooling.
Behind this face,
there is plain pain.
I look beatific,
Never slipping.
Behind these lips,
I want to scream.
I seem tranquil,
Ever persuading.
Behind closed door,
I am laughing.
I look alive,
Never deceiving.
I am sobbing.
I look composed,
Never showing.
Behind these eyes
Are tears I weep.
I seem content,
Ever fooling.
Behind this face,
there is plain pain.
I look beatific,
Never slipping.
Behind these lips,
I want to scream.
I seem tranquil,
Ever persuading.
Behind closed door,
I am laughing.
I look alive,
Never deceiving.
Zero_K
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