When the sun is up,
You may look at me,
And think that I am a man,
Without a care in the world,
But when night falls,
And I am alone,
My carefree exterior crumbles,
And despair consumes my fragile soul.
When the sun is up,
You may look at me,
And think that I am a man,
Without a care in the world,
But when night falls,
And I am alone,
My carefree exterior crumbles,
And despair consumes my fragile soul.
What a pity. Hope you are as joyful at night as in the day.
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