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I see you...

Be happy; think happy at least I thought that was what you were but the moment I saw you cry in my arms. I knew you bottled up all your emotions for so long and now they just overflowed.

I am happy, I was happy that you didn't jump, jumping into that tempting peace away from your worries and fears. It's easier to run and never face it but does it hurt more?

Does it hurt more to smile?

To dance?

To sing?

Behind every smile is there a frown?

Behind every laughter is there a cry?

Silently crying for the spotlight, to be known but it's not but instead seen and misjudged and you still try to hide your sadness but I see you...

I see through you like a white transparent slip but others might not and it pains when I watch you from the sidelines playing your life in the script of others.

Constructed for perfection sealed with elegance and graced with a sly poise but your cracks show and I see them.

I see all of them and behold and beheld I see you...