The past remains...

It´s all broken, the tears, the dreams, the relations.
Nothing is as it should be..
A girl is crying in the dark.. She´s sitting in her room at night and cry,,
She cries in the pillow, hiding from curious people..
Trying to find some fun about her life..
She cries the entire night, praying and hoping for a difference..
She fakes a smile everyday trying to hold a mask to her face, and it works,
No one seems to understand what´s going on in her head. And her heart..
She´s keeping the mask on cause it help her to save herself from others around.
The mask has become a protection a wall to keep others away from her inside..
That helps her to not letting anyone come near.
To not trust anyone. The mask has become a fence..
She looks happy on the outside. But you´ve got to remember:
The past remains...


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