Happiness
Happiness is a misconception
It is believed that it can be found.
It is believed that anyone can have it.
Happiness is a formality.
They tell you smile, be happy.
And you happily comply.
Without warning you do so.
You try to smile through the pain.
Unbeknownst to you, in completing this action a smile is what you turn to every time you feel sadness coming.
A smile.
The master of disguise.
The one thing that will never truly make you happy.
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