Don't smile because you are happy,
Smile because you have no other option left.
Be to me, what the others have failed to see.
And you'll find out that this is what you need.

By walking around for years without any sole purpose,
When you stumbled upon this you assumed it would be for the best.
And your assumptions led to the truth.
It is taken the place of the darkness or sorrow.

I hope my frail words hold some meaning to you,
Because I write for that exact reason.
That maybe you'll read my words and understand
All the words I attempt to speak, that will not come out.

This is all difficult because, taking the words of a friend,
"Life is messy."
Messy like the bottom of a junk drawer,
That hasn't been cleaned out in years.

But perhaps we can clean out this mess,
And have a yard sale for all to witness.
And they'll see we've become a better version of ourselves,
Without the messy fragments of life.