"I'm sorry."

That's what you said,
but I don't understand it,
Sorry for what?
Is it for breaking my heart?
For tearing my world apart?
Keep your sorry,
I don't need it.

I laugh through my words
So my pain goes unheard.
I joke through my darkest hour,
To drain the pain of power.

You won't see me frown,
But that doesn't mean I'm okay.
I'll take the crown,
"King of laughs,"you say.
I'll take the crown,
But the pain doesn't wash away.