A Stream of Thoughts

A Smile Will Do

The following is a poem and it was written while I was sitting in class with my friends. I'm still trying to figure out whether it corresponds to me.

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She watched them laugh.

Mouths open, eyes sparkling.

Humour filled the room.

Why wasn't she laughing?

She hadn't had any faults.

She wanted to laugh.

She wanted it with all her heart.

Yet, she couldn't bring herself to.

It couldn't even be forced out.

What's so challenging about it?

It's just a series of sounds.

She tried, with all her might.

She truly did.

What was her problem?

They were her friends.

But it was hard to laugh.

As if she was one of them.

Well, she was.

But physically only.

She would do it.

She would laugh.

With a deep breath,

She made that series of sounds.

Their laughing stopped.

They began to stare.

And stare they did.

They stared on and on.