My Smiley Face


I hate how I get anxious around you

Upsetting myself because I can’t stay away from your hurt

Once it was just you and I – being us

Now we’ve become a groupie – like a class of fifteen

How do I keep up?

We are so similar yet so different.

The silent times have become a heightened the anxiety

You have refused to see my cry

You can only see me through your secret fantasy

And everything else has become in comparison

When did I become not enough?

I put up happy faces and bright smiles

And they are all just pushing you even further away

It’s gotten more difficult too because of the crowd I now find myself

And I don’t know any more how to get to you

Because you are unable to feel me and all the things inside

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