Call me weak when I don’t speak And when I speak, it’s bleak. Call me plastic, that’s ironic Why not look in the mirror To see the true color. Call me hypocrite, you too are fit Calling yourself strong as if you’re never wrong.
Tongue that is sharp, mind that never thinks Hiding your sadness won’t show you braveness Displaying ego will always bring you sorrow Heart that never let go, will get you nowhere to go May you find peace in everything you seek Cause life is too short to make everything worst.
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