i try my best to look happy all the time.
i take all the might to seem smiling at any single moment.
but at times when i'm on my own.
i dont remember when i last smile.
i dont feel the present.
i dont know what was yesterday nor the tomorro.
i dont remember why i laughed.
how i giggled thru my last life.
how i live them on.
being on my own.
same as putting myself in the chamber.
dark,dark,dark.

i never tell anyone about this,
most of my issues that are similar,
are actually written out.
on pages and pages of paper.