oh honey believe it, the greater good, the great beyond. wherein things get lost. wherein things are deemed ill. mentally. ill. unwell. you can’t seem to turn that frown upside down. to a smile. you suggest it but you aren’t sure what it means. you’re able to explain it in simple terms. that you take your mouth, curl it up one side at a time.
if you can manage to turn each side up equally, well, that’d be spectacular, that’d be something, that’d be the smile everyone believes.