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The Pretender
She walks along the road gaily
She moves with the crowd easily
She passes by with a smile, how glee
You'd think she'll spend it happily.
She smiles and talsk with confidence
Believes that she does them without pretense
Nobody, not even her friends sense
She sometimes gets nervous, feels tense.
Inside her mind lurks wild thoughts
Of these there is nothing to boast
She's suffering, burning like toast
She's screaming out loud, it's a ghost.
She's independent in every way
No one can ever make her stay
Almost everyone around her says
You don't need someone to spend your days.
That's what they continued to believe
She's a person with so many things to achieve.
With God's grace, she asks how righteous she can live
Who is she really trying to deceive?
