she woke up sad.

... and she woke up feeling sad. she had great friends and a good life. she had a pink bedrooom and clothes that were nice and suited her as well as possible. she was pretty at times, when made up and dressed up. she was happy but, most of the time, she was kidding herself. 'cause, today, she woke up sad. no reason should apply to that. but she felt angry, she felt bad, she felt like a friend who'd always let the other friends down. and she'd let people down a lot. sometimes for the stupidiest reasons. she was playing a happy part but, indeed, she woke up sad almost every morning. the only difference is that, today, she decided not to waste her time putting on her happy-faced mask.

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ouvindo: shallow - porcupine tree.