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Poor Me!

I'd like to say something,but the first is 'poor me'.
why?I'm so happy and shinning in my normal day time.
I do as everybody does,but is that my life?
I always ask myself,is this what I want? is this me?
I'm so afraid,afraid to tell anyone that I feel my heart is freezed to ice.
When I smile more shinnig, the more lonely I feel.
I tried to share my feeling whih some friends,but no one got understood,they just worried about me.
So what?
May the icy feel should keep in mind.
Poor me,live with myself.