There is a smile on my face but it is so fake.
There is laughter in my voice It is forced, i must not cry.
There is a hop in my step put there when i remember.
I wear this costume everyday, i feel so stupid.
But only i know how i feel be cause no one else can be allowed to be hurt or troubled with my issues. I am a healer. If the healer gets sick people will die. So i soak up the poison and drink the antidote. But i wish there was no antidote…