I Will Always Smile

I Will Always Smile short poem

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Lost in dream, a world of my own.
A place where I feel, my words have grown.

On this fake world care and humanity are all one big lie,
I just want to sit alone and cry.

Our whole nation is divided in a manner it should not be,
There are only broken hearts as far as I can see.

I feel as if my life is going in reverse,
It’s like someone has given me a curse.

But my life will not end up here,
I will live in my style, rest I don’t care.

I know I will face many difficulties
and I have to go on a journey far a mile,

I will try not to weep and I will always smile.

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