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I smile when I’m happy. 

I smile when I’m mad. 

I smile when I’m depressed. 

I smile when I’m sad. 

Why do I smile? 

Because I have created this facade of me

One that is cheery and bubbly

I can’t have my true feelings

I can’t show them, I can’t. 

For if I do, people tell me don’t feel. 

“I think I can.

I think I can. 

I think I can.”

I. Think. I. Can’t.

Don’t feel sad

Don’t feel bad. 

It’s okay 

Tomorrow willl be a brighter day. 

Gripping feelings. 

Gripping thoughts. 

Tired feelings

Suicidal thoughts. 

But what if it’s not?

What if me shoving down my internal thoughts

Is what will end me up in the plots?

Why the hell is it okay 

For others to feel this way? 

Are my thoughts and emotions

Too much of a roller coaster motion?

Perhaps I’ll just continue to smile

Help others forget for a while

That were all human

And that “I think I can” 

Smile.