Isn't It Funny?
Isn't it funny how in the midst of tragedy you're still expected to smile?
How when all you truly desire is to curl into a ball and scream at the world. To hide, to dissapear.
You're supposed to show a happy facade to the world.
When darkness encroaches into your very being you're supposed to laugh and shrug it off. Pretend that nothing phases you.
Isn't it funny?
No.
It never has been, it never will be. I'm not a machine and I'm not unfeeling. I appear standoffish and that's my curse.
But I do not expect this. I may lose someone.
Forever.
Enough the smiling. Let me hurt.
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