You tell me to be happy but I don't know what this means
I paint a smile on my face and laugh on cue,
As I know I am expected to.
I spend my days keeping others happy,
Doing as I know I should,
But when do I get a chance to be truly happy?
life is hell, but it's beautiful
(asitallfallsapart.blogspot.com)
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