I honestly don’t remember when I wrote this poem, most likely around last year.

The happiest shows inside
The shell of sorrow
With a smile
People think you're happy
With a sad look
They don't care
They never did
But deep inside
Someone in that crowd
Really cares about you
They try to help
Sometimes succeeding
Sometimes failing
But you're happy
Because they tried
That's why they are a true friend

Yes, I actually wrote this, my proof is gone with history though.

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