I don't feel that happy anymore
even when I should.
Does that mean, I'm actually not that sad
or these symptoms are really that bad.
I don't understand that much
in situation as good as such,
I smile to make it look I'm fine
and slowly I pine
to feel carefree.
Is it that I'm aware
this is happiness in just looks,
inside it is all hollow
nothing in mouth to swallow.
The way it use to be
nervous to lonely
the open door
only takes me to hell.
I'm familiar to this feeling
slowly growing on my skin
I keep chewing to the bitterness
which is coming to throw me off guard
because in the end it is how it will end.
