Professional

by Love Hurts   Aug 2, 2013


I laugh when I rather cry.
I smile when I wish to die.
But nobody knows about her,
the girl drowning within the hurt.
She's hidden behind a happy mask.
Never cries, never fights.
Always smiling at the people who pass by in life.
No one can see though my act.
I'm a professional, when it comes to that.

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