"how are you" you ask
do you really want to know?
for I would love to tell
the secret buried in my soul
yet somehow i seem to think
thats its idle why you aska
nd that gives me the answer'
to stay and hide behind the mask
for if I were to show yout
he scars that bleed deep red
then surely you would shudder
cuz even angels fear to tread
"how are you?" you ask
Im fine thanks, how are you
lets live this cute facade
and save you from the truth
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