I've been too concerned in making others smile
without any regards for myself.
The gratification is there for a while
but it's detrimental to my long term health.
Because sometimes a smile can soon sour
and I can't stand to see a saddened face.
Whilst I try everything in my power,
it's hard to put your smile in its rightful place.
If I paid more attention to my mouth
I'd notice mine's in more need of turning
with the tear-soaked corners pointed south,
trembling in some fruitless yearning.
I forced a smile when your sadness receded...
I don't want to be loved, just to be needed.
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