So many layers of smiles, laughter
Laughter that reaches your eyes
And stays there like an imprint
Your very own brand of sarcasm
Ready wit, and non stop puns.
And underneath layers and layers
Is a scared little boy crying.
Who thinks himself worthless
Who would never show his hurt
Unless it is masked as a joke.
So the world will laugh. Only laugh.
Like your life is a joke. It’s not.