Lies
If lying is a sin Then I'm going to hell 'Cause I always lie When people ask me if I'm well They ask how I am I say I'm okay I put on a smile That only I know is fake People envy me They want to be in my shoes But what they see Is simply not true My pillow is stained With the tears that I cry They pour out like rain 'Till my eyes have gone dry The photograph is fake My family is a mess My grades may be perfect But I'm under tons of stress So yes I look okay I look perfectly fine But really all I am Is lies, lies, lies
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