Happy people wink.
They smile wide.
They set their coffee on the table, so their hands are free to
Lock up all the feelings deep inside.
They're all just hiding.
They're all just lying.
They're just like you, just like me.
Dust is collecting in the corner,
In the corners of their minds
Where murky memories lie dormant;
They're untouchable.
And surface tension's nonexistent
'cause every surface is bright, carefree.
They laugh, shake hands, give hugs;
They're so lovable.
They're all just hiding.
They're all just lying.
They're just like you, just like me.
Where did they buy their impressive disguises?
How did they get so good at telling tales
About how the sun's so pretty,
How their tea tastes great,
And their books are fascinating?
I know I've tried.
I know I've failed.
When conversation gets too deep
They wade to the shallower end of things.
Their eyes shift quickly from the matters at hand
So nobody can see in.
They plaster wide grins over stiff grimaces
Just in case someone glances their way.
They wear comfy things that allow them to breathe
Because their charade suffocates.
The air they exhale is thin.
They're all just hiding.
They're all just lying.
They're just like you, just like me.
Beauty is squandered by the the corpses like us.
They are hollow, but they look so good.
We secretly wish to be laughing like them,
Because we know,
Oh, how we know what their insides look like.
We question so frequently:
How are they so vibrant?
From whence does the rosy color in their cheeks come?
When we know they're just hiding.
When we know they're just lying.
When we know they're just like you, just like me.
Something is different,
But we still resolve
To resist the urge to be counterfeit.
We know they're just hiding.
We know they're just lying.
No one is different.
No one is clean.
Perhaps some have simply accepted
The darkness in their souls?
Perhaps they have found some miracle,
Something resembling hope.
Perhaps something else gets them through the day
With smiles on every face.
Happy people wink.
They smile wide.
I choose this time to smile back
Despite the turmoil inside.
God, help the people, carefree and bright.
God, help the laughers, the lovers, the dreamers.
They're just like you, just like me.
No one is different.
But some are free.
