I will not fake the vicious cycle
I do not hide my arms
I do not tell my story
Ask, I don't care
I will not smile to the person
People
I do not need to
I will not lift my corners to a child, they know, they know
They may not know such reasons but the emotion is clear
I will not fix my frown to the people of birth to me
The more I frown the more I can trick them into thinking its a normal feature
Not a sad feature
I do not cover my mouth with my hand near my friends
I want them to be able to know the difference between my YouTube and my blade
I do not hide my eyes behind my hair, sitting at a desk
These people do not care
They do not have a reason to
I do not have a reason to smile on their behalf
I do not need to move my hands to my face and forcefully pull my emotion corners up
For myself
My brains to tired for that trickery
My cat knows
My dog knows
I put on a smile for them
I will bite my cheek and spout my runaway happiness to the things that cannot dismember my fabrication
I'm tired
I'm so tired
