I Can't Wear A Smile

I can’t wear a smile. They’re too bright, I’m more of a frown, it’s more of my style. I’m blessed, but I’m stressed as you can see. Mind stuck on shit it shouldn’t be. Concerned with fam, confused about friends, trying to make sure I don’t get caught up in trends. I can’t wear a smile, it’s just not me. It doesn’t represent where I normally be. So concerned, when will I learn ? I’m just a kid. I don’t have any worries, but yet miniature problems seem microscopically big. I can’t wear a smile, life is swallowing me. I’m becoming so hollow, then tears start following. See, this is beyond insane. Constantly wondering when will I be free, I’m trapped in a world where I can’t be me. It sucks when you feel invisibility is consuming you, anxiety is always choosing you. Dreams, big dreams, is trying to save you, but somewhat failing you. Why am I on the saddest ship that won’t stop sailing through ? I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I can’t wear a smile, because I don’t know where to begin. One day, my frown will turn upside from down, just not today. I can’t wear a smile.