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Pull yourself together.
Hold your head up high.
Walk by the people;
Then let out that sigh.
Look to the skies
To keep the tears in your eyes;
Don't let the mistakes that you made
Rain on someone else's parade.
Pretend the sky is blue;
Pretend the grass is green,
Though your heart's torn in two,
And your soul wants to scream.
No one wants to see you cry.
Don't burden them with your sorrow.
Hold it inside by day; let it out by night.
And remember: There's always tomorrow.
~August 26, 1999