He seems very happy
I wonder why
Maybe it's the sun above me
Or the clouds in the sky
I followed him upon curiosity
Strait to his house with that very big chimney
I peek at the window and guess what I see
he was crying alone very desperately.
The next morning, he was smiling as usual
I walk straight to him and ask him why
He didn't speak but I realized his crime
the smile turns to be fake all this time.
Whenever I see his smile,
I feel sad for him
Knowing that he still bears the pain
But he continues to fight it again and again.