Faces, smiling faces...
But are they smiling inside?
They look so good,
But are they really alive?
When you are all alone...
And no one sees your tears
No one hears your cry or
Seems to care
Where is the smiling face
And all the outside looks?
The person inside is all that matters,
Then no outside pretense
No one but you and your maker
He sees all that is inside you...
And He can fix anything that is wrong.
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