forcing a smile,
succeed.
making things work,
almost okay.
dealing with situations,
nearly calm.
things get better each day.
they say your words are gray.
pretty,shall i say?
oh,maybe it was just a beautiful May.
something inside,
some other things outside.
where is the bright side,
when they collide?
you tell me why,
i'm not going to cry.
noble you are?
brilliant you are?
charming you are?
nobody knows.
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