it’s true what they say you know
those who never speak
have the most to say.
the ones who look the happiest
hold back the most tears.
the most kind and caring people
have experienced the most cruel and horrid things.
sometimes I sit and wonder
what did we do to deserve this pain that gnaws at us with all of its being.
how did we get to this point of sadness that it feels as though we’re lying to every single person we know?
can it ever stop?
because I don’t know if I can smile through it