façade

 façade


game of charades

we play all the time,

pretty faces, wide smiles

guess it all can be a lie,


don't smile too big

it'll look fake,

but if you frown once

what the people will say,


some parts of us died

just so we can survive,

we got blood on our hands

tainted like a knife,


don't give anything away

pretend you're just fine,

you can pull yourself apart

when you bleed into the night.

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