Raging Riptide

They smile knowing of pain behind,

They breath as if they aren’t dead,

They’re lost no where to find,

They wish something would cut off their head,

But they continues to act very happy,

To keep others from turning to a frown,

They could just break and get all sappy,

But they’d rather push them up then pull them down,

Tears may rain from deep inside,

Enough to cause a drowned,

But their smile contains the raging riptide,

As their laughter contains the sound,

Staying up is what they must do,

For themselves but for others too…

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