As I work towards becoming a better person, I lost myself.
I can no longer smile like I use to. The meaning behind that smile is nothing; emptiness.
The smiles that I carry are now forceful and pretentious.
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FISH is a nick of mine.
My facial expression speaks the truth but my words shows otherwise. Freedom is much wanted but I would rather stay at home than wasting my time on lackluster man.
What's in the past shall stay as the past. That is why archive do not exist.
