A life of pretence, 
I’ve been handed a death sentence. 
Laughing without feeling, 
This mask won’t stay for long without peeling. 
I’ll grow with every step I take, 
Bearing the pain with it for everyone’s sake. 
I’ll care without expectations, 
Being hurt like I have no emotions. 
Beyond the smile they’ll be unable to see, 
Hidden so well that no one can even set me free!

-Babar Mir

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