It’s funny how I tell her to be strong,
when even I myself am having a hard time holding on.
It’s funny how I tell her to be contented with her life,
when I myself ain’t even happy with mine.
It’s funny how I tell her that it’s better to smile when problems come,
when even I myself cry every night to sleep.
It’s funny how I could fool people with my smile,
when all I really do is lock myself inside my room and cry.
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