Happiness and pretending to be happy
Two different worlds
I have managed to pretend to be happy
to smile, laugh, search for ways to
make a fake expression seem real
lace together my words in an upbeat motion
and dance to the same tune over and over
I cannot tell if I am happy
or the emotion repeated so much
I do not know what to feel anymore
Except for when my hands touch the bottle
that brings me joy.