i'm not happy, i am working on my smile

walking along the corridors in hopes of trying to avoid the next person and by the purity of being unlucky, i am greeted by the unnerving look on his face. i say hello and to avoid conversation i lose eye contact completely and yet he still wants to know about the glow. i am not glowing i am smiling to remind myself that i could never have enough money to do plastic surgery to restore it. i am not happy either iam beside myself with the money things that i have going on but then again just to seem the guid to joy i smile, i cry and i dance to be at ease and remind myself that pain does not last... # this too shall pass...