The World and Why I Cry
How can I smile when its been longer than a little while since I have?
I feel like you can actually forget how. I feel like smiles that I see are fake, put on to please strangers and make us look happy, trying to get threw interactions make it snappy! To much going on in the daily to make actual time for people, so we smile and nod shuffling on. Everyone having agenda's what's gonna end us. But nobody slows down, stops and even takes a minute to look around. We don't even listen to what words actually mean anymore there gone in the wind, barely making a sound. Yet we wonder what is wrong with people, why talking is the last resort and why a kind word actually stops us short?
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