Sometimes I'm about to smile. Just smile. Don't think about the rest of the world...just smiling.
But sometimes there is a empty pall. My face is formal and blank, like
the pall. But everybody else just recognize the smile, which covers my
empty face. Just dumpish. Strange.
It is hard to be the happy one, so I try to be a little cheeky, just to
sweeten my life. Cause I like watching the truthful happy smiles of the
others.
--Yell
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