Time to go

Not all the promises I make I carry out
I try a smile that is so forced.
And takes care of showing with mastery all my sadness
I disguise and turn my face
Nobody knows,only I can feel the taste
I try to disguise my sadness
And this outfit is perfect ....
No desire to leave but...
Has come that time
That nobody ever expected
Asta la!

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