The fact that I’m smiling
when I’m sad.
The fact that I’m laughing
when I’m angry.
The fact that no matter what
I won’t break this character,
but until I do.
I will lose the friends I thought I would have to infinity
are gone by the seconds.
In this day, this one day
Everything is gone and far.
So however I try to write it out,
to sing it out,
to SCREAM it out,
it’s there
and it’s crappy.
It’s called loneliness.
The fact that stress will never go away.
The fact that hate never fades away.
The fact that now an enemy is called a friend.
The fact that I’m angry and I can’t be.
So I must put a smile;
tell a joke, and laugh;
when inside
everything is crumbling.