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by Robyn Thomas Dec 8, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
This smile, so fake it be. It's so obvious. Can't you see? This smile, so fake it be. I hold the tears Inside of me. I know it's not good for my health But hey, who cares? As long as I've got the wealth. But this, even the wealth, is all inside my head. Each day I find myself wishing, "Why can't I be dead?" So, if you see me cry these tears, Just dismiss it. Don't make it a fear. Because later I'll be smiling that smile.... And I'll say again.... This smile, so fake it be. It's so obvious. Can't you see....?