I've always been good at pretending. Ever since I was little I've been skilled at hiding my emotions behind a smile, a raised eyebrow, or some other funny face to make everyone laugh and continue on with their own thoughts and feelings.
And so I pretend. I pretend not to hurt when you look at me, when your hand brushes mine, when you say my name...
I smile. I laugh. I listen. I tease. I provoke. This you see...
And when you can't see me, when no one can...I let my tears fall.
It hurts to be near you, but as long as I'm near you...I can pretend you're mine.
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Exodus
Here in the shadows I'm safe, I'm free...
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