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“I’m alright”, I tell everyone
As I put on a practiced smile
It’s not being irresponsible
But an intuition to defiance
The reason why I hid my trembling hands
Is because your pity is too cold
The warmth of a half-hearted pretense
Is not enough to warm me up
In that case, I’d rather you pretend not to see
Until it’s been smashed up, without leaving any trace
At this point, I have no wish
To listen to or pay lip service
The pain will continue to increase
So I’ll just go on accepting it
The clear air is frightening
Being the quiet before the storm
Just what do those seemingly kind people
Really want to know?
At the back of their gentle eyes
Sharp knives known as curiosity hide
Just what do you want?
Just what do you wish for?
Just where are you heading to?
And who are you going to meet there?
This is the first and last time
You get the chance to live as yourself
So after spreading out the large map
Just draw out your own path
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