In the portrait
Is someone who smiles with sad eyes
For all the expectations
They cover the truth with lies
A still frame
Forced to look happy
A deceiving mask
Is what they expect of me
Why I must smile for society
Why must they make me lie
The sad eyes stand still
No one understands why
In the reflection
Nothing is happy
All that's left to say
Is screw society
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