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What a moonlit night

The streets are very bright

Pretend I'm alright

I'm about to fake smiles

Eating my dinner

Stopping all my tears

I open my laptop

To watch your name pop up

Force myself to the dark room

Struggling to fight the doom

I can't answer their questions

I have no explanations

No songs can explain what I'm feeling

No rhymes can tell them why I'm hiding

Someone told me I'm just desperate

No one asked why I'm being frantic

I guess it's how the world works

Closing behind me are doors

Doors to happiness

Locked out from fullness

I need space and time

Not just laughs and wine

Have to get it for myself

Before I lose my whole self

What a wonderful night

I lost its shine with my vibe

I'm sorry for myself

And the way that I dealt