My smile and my clothing are the same in nature.
I wear my smile as I do my clothes
They are both necessary to survive in society
Yet they are surficial
Neither comes from my heart,
From my mind
Or from my soul.
They were manifested in the outside world
It is there I must live
And appear to be normal
So it is them I use
To make it through my day without suspicion
Before I come home
My clothes are easily removable
Nature did not intend us to wear them;
Primordial beings did not
Animals live without the unnecessary cloth
Thus is the unnaturalness of my smile
It’s a show
A velvet curtain on the stage
Carefully concealing the chaos
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