Swarmed in darkness but trying to feel only light
Her heart was too gloomy in comparison to how her face shone so bright
Trying to form words to assure herself that life was still fine
But knowing her happiness danced on thin lines
The faked happiness seemed like a waste of time
As all over again, she finds herself on sadness tables to dine
She felt like her life was a game
That over and again, she's still the only one in the last lane
She sold all her joy for others to be full
And tried to embrace all their sadness just like a wise fool
Trying to be the hero in everyone's fight
As her own fight laid in clear losers sight
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