nobody knows it but me

I pretend that I am glad you went away
these four walls closing more every day

and I am dyeing inside and nobody knows it but me.

like a clown I put on a show,
painted real, even though nobody knows

and I am crying inside
and nobody knows it but me.

you could ask my heart but like a jigsaw
puzzle it’s been torn all apart.

a million words couldn’t say just how I feel
a million years from now

you know I will be loving you still
and nobody knows it but me. 

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