a troubled furrowed brow
seeps through your smiling facade
despite your expert masking of emotions.
a hint of sorrow; slightly reddened eyes.
i couldn’t help but feel a tear or two
would not be out of place.
there are times where we would
all walk our solitary mile.
take a trip down to the depths of our hearts.
suppressed memories; unwilling lies.
we smile, we laugh; we make no sense, but
you may frown; we all have emotions.
A more refined version than the one I posted on Facebook initially ahaha!