S h a m e f u l
The shame usually covers me dramatically.
And grabs me in its bag like holding a poor puppy needs love.
My tears shed down on my face like a waterfall.
I always tell myself that it's okay if you make mistakes and everyone laughs at you.
But turns out it isn't easy to lie the truth..
Cause what i see and what they think,
Is already an ignobleness.
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