I won’t try to make it
am not trying to do this to you
I won’t have my wrist slit
so let me do what I do
you won’t see me crying, no smile on my face
I am empty
you won’t see me laughing, a tear on my face
no, I’m not
I’m just trying to describe a feeling
of an almost broken, hopeless child
with only one hope for heeling
it won’t be a fault
just let me be what I am
and see me
laughing
without a smile