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During the day get my fly custom to go outside,

I smile at that sunny day,

I begin my day with a nice big smile at life,

walk around the block saying whats up,

greeting people with a big smile,

see people cry I offer the helping hand,

I see the pain,

I sit and they begin to explain,

I somehow say the right words to make the people smile,

I know I do good

cause my heart and my reason to life

was to help people like you,

I then walk out and they call back

I am thankful for this mind I have,

this heart I try to revive,

always smiling you never see me with a sad face,

you always say damn he is always having a nice day,  

smiley a special friend says,

you are a cool girl is what I have to say,

the sun fades away,

I get home the custom in the closet is place,

I then hang my heart with that custom ,

I then begin to frown,

I begin to bleed inside,

I then am face with the reality of life,

I only shed a tear but if I can I would cry forever,

I shed a small tear for the moon,

break down as I see the stars,

always looking at this custom hiding the pains of life,

but only the illusion is placed of a happy person,

but I can hide it very well!!

Because after I help so many people,

I sit and try to help myself!