Through the walls

I laugh and you laugh
But in the end were all sad,
Hiding it behind our forced smiles—
We long to be accepted,
But in the end, when you are there
Laughing in the midst of “Friends”
You feel just as empty,
As when you first crossed paths
Do not lie to me—
I know your secret…
The loneliest man is the one in company
And the saddest—the one, who with his eyes, does not laugh
I see it, don’t lie to me
Your forced manner—does not deceive me
Your fake laugh never persuades me
But your sadness, that, a blind man could see.

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