People

People come, people go, people pass you by
So many lives, so many history, so many smiles, so many cries
Without a look at whats inside, people pass us by.
One day you'll see these people, these people just like me,
Who walk around with smiles, but who are dying in the heart
Who act like nothings wrong, who thinks that no-one sees their pain,
But under on the iniside, the mind controls the soul,
Like a puppet being torn, being torn away from life.
So now you see, people come, people go, people pass you by
So many lives, so many history, so many smiles, so many cries
Without a look at whats inside, people pass us by.