Laughter, Smiling. Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Laughter, Smiling.



Laughter is something that I see,
the man in-front of me,
laughing, always meaninglessly,
acting what I never want to be.

Smiling is something that I hate,
the woman in-front of me,
always pretending that she has great fate,
she doesn't know though that I see.

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