Ask


When I was younger people used to ask,
"How are you?"
I used to get annoyed and hid under a mask.
Now no one asks if I'm feeling blue.

Now the mask has a hole,
Green gas is seeping in,
The lies are now taking a toll,
Somebody, please, ask me how I've been.

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