Ironic
It's ironic how easy a smile is plastered on my face,
while the rest of me is chipping away and unfurling at the seams.
But I won't tell anyone that,
because then the smile is useless, and I'm...
while the rest of me is chipping away and unfurling at the seams.
But I won't tell anyone that,
because then the smile is useless, and I'm...