Appearances

I fake all my smiles As I stand tall and proudYet only I can know How alone I am in the crowdMy feelings hold no meaningMy voice is seldom heardAll my internal anguish Cannot be described in a wordI long to be acceptedAnd I yearn to just belongYet I remain that wrong noteIn life’s beautiful songBut I refuse to be pitiedSo I always laugh out loudI fake it and I fake itTill I make it in the crowd 
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