Careless, clueless people-
they intentionally ignored
my mind's griefs and sorrows,
my wounded heart's cry,
and the words I couldn't cough out
from my throat that's sore
from all the screaming of things I didn't want.
I want to smile,
a carefree smile that knew no sadness,
but it's the sorrow that holds me back
and killed me over and over.
Wouldn't it be surprising for me
to smile and cry at the same time?