We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human

Too Easy

You can fake a smile. You can fake your happiness. It's so easy to deceive others. I just wish I could deceive me. Fooled everyone except myself. I feel like I am still unlocking emotions. Trying to remember the key to a vault I sealed so long ago. If I pretend that what she does doesn't hurt, I am putting those feelings back in the vault that I already tampered with. You can see the bullet holes, the knife scars, the fist implants, the proof of attempted breach. My reliance on man-made steel instead of the marrow of my bones to conceal the sight of lies. But it's so easy to fake a smile. It's so easy to bathe in tears and swear you're clean. It's so easy to pretend and play the person in the picture. And it's too easy to fake your happiness.