She laughs but she cries.
She seems happy but on the inside she dies.
She is always there for people in need.
She always has food ready for people to feed.
Even though she doesn’t have much to give.
She still wants everyone to be happy and live.
She will suffer in silence at night when the darkness has arrived.
But if you need help, she is the first one who applies.
She laughs but she cries.
She seems happy but on the inside she dies.
She is always there for people in need.
She always has food ready for people to feed.
Even though she wants to disappear sometimes.
Put all the sorrows in the archives.
But she keeps on going.
With a smile on her face so anybody is knowing.
She laughs but she cries.
She seems happy but on the inside she dies.
She is always there for people in need.
She always has food ready for people to feed.
Sometimes she thinks about how death is like.
Peaceful and happy, nobody to bother her.
Buried in the sand, between rocks and sea.
Looking down on how fast she is forgotten.
She laughs but she cries.
She seems happy but on the inside she dies.
She is always there for people in need.
She always has food ready for people to feed.
She alone would never complain.
But she hopes one day you notice she’s in pain.
Because before you know her time is there.
And she went off, going in to the nowhere.
There she lays under the ground,
Until one day her body is found.
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