Right now look at me
Tell me what
You see
I seem happy.
I may actually be sometimes
Thats just what I conceal
If I look at myself I see
Empty pages,
I want to fill with
Pictures of real happiness.
One is a hidden glance
When you stare
When you are standing there.
Now
This is a real
Picture of
What is happy?
Thats what I try to be
And thats why
I am actually laughing.
Because I am happy
And you don't even have to
Be there.
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