Know Not to Smile

i squinted and squirmed,
stood motionless, disturbed
by your steady anger and relentless stare
i asked for nothing at the front of the breadlines
meanwhile she felt so ugly and alone
i felt crushed in my chair as she held back her hair
and the moment rose to a point and collapsed
i dove to the floor, rolled over on your gun
as she fell so sickly to you

but why, oh why, do things have to be this way
if she drew blood, what've been left to say?
i'm feeling, i'm reeling, lost in your games<
you're dealing, she's trying to slip away

i have no reasons, feel no change of the seasons
don't believe myself when i speak aloud
i don't yield absolutes, beg pardon to you
i just whisper to myself that it's all in good jest
when she realized i was never alive
i could only snicker and sneer that it's all in good jest
so when i asked her to label my masks
she could only turn her head and cry

don't think, don't feel
put the pain out to hide
when there's nothing left
just know not to smile