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I hate people who act like their
unbothered actually I don't hate
'em I just feel sorry for 'em
bcause every act must end
it's only pretentious behavior
a portryal of someone other than
the disfgurement behind the
configuration I am not okay
I am not alright every thing in
my life is not fine I don't mind
hardship it does not bother me
one bit because nothing is
perfect I don't care how we
smooth it over there will be
some bumps in the road uand
potholes up ahead prentending
theyre not there will not prevent
turbulance throwing a cover over
things we do not want to see
don't mean it's no longer there
like what we don't talk about
we lie about as if no one sees
the big wall we built in front of us
there's only one name that
name is shame still and all
we need a sense of shame
because there are some things
we know we ought to be ashamed of
