they don't know

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when he sees himself

he's looking at a stranger

i don't know who the hell i am

he hides the things that make him happy

can't have the parents getting mad, can we?

he pretends he's happy, for them

why do i care what they think of me?

there's so much they don't know

if they knew, they'd be afraid

if they saw just how dark his thoughts could be

they don't know me at all

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