Of reality.

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It's funny.
The way people only want you when you're happy.
It's like you have this bag full of sunshine and you're giving everyone around you some of it.

It's hurtful.
When the same people try to evade you when you're low.
When you have this dark aura around you and you aren't responding well.

They only want the sunshine but not the rain.
They only want your rainbow without any pain.

When you're confused and not answering properly.
They tell you to stop raining on their parade.
They don't bother to ask if you're alright.

Or if you're hurt or if you need help.
There are selfish people in this world who don't give a damn about your sadness.

They're only there for the laughs and when you're all happy go lucky.
They don't want to stick by your side when it gets rough.

But every once in a while there comes a person who cares enough to ask if you're alright.

They ask you if you're okay?
But yet we all say 'I'm fine.'
Cause you don't want to push this person away.

Cause you're afraid that they might run when they see your demons.
Cause to them you want to appear flawless, beautiful and confident.
Perfect even.

So you hide your rain and force the sunshine to show.
Cause you're afraid.
And you're a coward by doing so.

If they stay you might have actually found a rare person.
A person who follows the saying 'A friend in need is a friend indeed.'

So don't try to give them a reason to stay.
You have to be the ONLY reason they stay.

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