"You should be happy" you say
As though you think your words will make me okay
So I pull out my sharpie and draw on a grin
No one wants to see that endless pain that I'm in

But I should be happy, so I smile and wave
And I go even further on this path that I pave
You're none the wiser, you buy what I sell
"I am happy." I say, and you think all is well.