Joy bubbling in me Boiling my blood Smiling so hard it hurts my cheeks This feels so good. Being what everyone expects of me I don't know what's the real one/ Surrounded by the gold I'm now blinded and can't see. What everbody envies in me It's not real Nothing substantial. I see the real happiness all around me But not inside.Birth sign: Gemini
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