DO YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO,
WHEN YOU WALK ON THE ROAD,
FACING THE THRUTH OF LIFE,
SEEING THE PAINTED WALL,
AS IF IT WAS YOUR OWN,
NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO,
PEOPLE KEEP STARING ENDLESSLY,
THEY SEE YOU LIKE THEY KNEW,
ALL THE SECRET YOU KEPT INSIDE,
YOU TRY TO KEEP WALKING,
IGNORE EVERYTHING ANG EVERYONE,
BUT THE PRESURE IS TOO MUCH,
SO YOU STOP AND CRIED.
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