A smile helps right?
Wrong.
Because the smile you give me is a smile of pity.
Because the smile I see is fake.
Because the smile you give, I don't deserve.
Because the smile I give masks the pain.
Not many people get me angry, I've only gotten upset in school once.
Everyone forgot eventually, and I moved.
But my smile can be genuine.
It can be real, my laugh can be reality.
And at those moments I never want it to stop.
