A little in me is not enough, my heart is cold, at school in the heat as I hold my bag. When someone cheers me up I would laugh and smile.
But thats not enough. I will stay cold heart. I know I do not cry but my skin is cold even if i'm in the heater. People would try to warm me up but.
A little of me is happiness, the whole is cold.
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