They say "it's okay",
"You'll get through it anyway",
But they know the truth,
That nothing is with ruth.
People's all around,
But this world is empty,
There's no air or sound,
When there's no sympathy.
Too many; where to start?
Those faces all today,
Fake smiles and empty hearts,
Are the motto for all today.
Do you see what I see?
Everything is seldom real,
So how can you just be?
Don't you all ever feel?
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