Fake.

by Amie   Apr 11, 2006


Dance, dance,
and light this place up.
I put up my wall,
and mask my face.
Everything seen,
is always fake.
Bright and cheery,
is my coverup.
This mess inside me,
is locked up tight.
Get out of here,
just dance,dance.

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