Behind this happy mask
lies tears of sadness,
fragments of a broken heart,
sorrow, anger and hate.
Behind this happy mask
lies a lonely soul,
a hopeless soul,
a boy lost in the darkness
whose words are voiceless
no one can hear him call for help.
Behind this happy mask
there's someone fighting,
there's someone trying,
someone who hasnt given up,
someone who is not ready to give up yet.
Someone who is still looking for a better life,
someone who is trying to lead a better life.
Behind this happy mask
lies the real me.
When Injustice
Becomes Law.
Rebellion
Becomes A Duty
Desculpem-me de so por poemas em ingles
ainda nao ganhei a inspiracao de fazer poemas em portugues... lol muito tempo nesta ilha.
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