Honestly

Someone started a storm in my head.
Why is that feeling so freaking hard?
I remember every word you said
That's why my heartbeat is turning apart.

Don't expect me truly understanding
That simplicity with words in mess.
I'm so sorry, I'm bad at pretending
I'm not good at acting to impress.

In the dirty world of copying false masks
There are always different narrow roads.
Have you ever tried, if someone asks,
Answer and stop searching for the ghosts?


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