Some times I wonder what,
What lies behind your smile;
What if there is guile;
What lies buried deep;
Deep down in your heart.
Some times I wonder why,
Why the lie;
Why the blank look in the eye;
Why in life, you took me in;
Why the love is divided still.
Some times I wonder where,
Where you really are;
Where you look, so far;
Where you pretend to be;
To yourself and to me.
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