You cry too much
They treat you..
You laugh too much
They treat you then too
But they wont treat you
For being fake n masked
Till the time you smile
And like mice followed
Pied piper..you run to
The sound of thier flute
You couldnt listen or follow
Your own sweet sound
Ostracized for being you
Society stifle you
For not being one of them
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