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I was mad at the world and my self one day. So I wrote this, little did I know... |
| Elle Brentwood You wear your heart on your sleeve You runaway so people can't see The pain you hide deep inside Cannot be erased by that artificial smile People love you for who you are But they can't tell what's truly in there Why are you afraid to show them you? Aren't you tired of being blind? |