Tell me something no one knows about you, so I can feel special.
I don't want to know how your day was..
I want to know the real you.
The one that its been hiding all day long
through that mask that sometimes I love but despise the most
The real you, the one that hates and fears.
The one who swallows all the tears,
the one that you keep to yourself.
Show me that, so I can feel special.
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