Behind the veneer of everyday
The faces we put on
Is the reality of what's inside
When the days are very long
When you look at me, you cannot
see
What I feel like underneath
You only see what I project
Unless you pull away the sheet
We all hide and keep inside
The secrets that we hold
And never share those deeper
spots
These things remain untold
But once, or twice, our eyes may
meet
And a truth we chance to share
Unintended, beautiful
A feeling we've been spared
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