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Sometimes just to save the while 
I force myself to try and smile 
A fracture in my stable head 
So people will not think me dead 
 
They can see I am the same 
The same blood in that same vein 
But it flows from a bitter start 
Such that comes from a busted heart 
 
They choose what they want to see 
Brighter color from darker me 
I slip away... 
 
They choose what they want to see 
Brighter color from darker me 
So not to mar the perfect scene 
With face unkempt and thoughts unclean 
 
So I walk and keep in time 
To fall in rhythm and perfect rhyme 
To see my shadow beside theirs 
With pleasant dreams and absent fears 
 
Differences are what must hide 
The moral laws I must abide 
I slip away...