Sometimes my head

hurts so much that I seriously

think it will blow up any second.

Hilarious how I am supposed

to put on a happy, radiant smile

regardless of how I actually feel like—

because I'm not supposed to be sad,

for there is no such reason

for me.

But, isn't it enough? I mean,

do I really need to keep up a front

all the time?

I'm not a puppet,

to follow each and every instruction

directed to my brain,

through the lingering whisper of your soul.

Yes, I need a cup of laughter. And

 a piece of smile. Eventually,

 a little bit of something to ease

 my mind—

so that,

I could finally recharge my batteries.

And then,

you shall have it.

A happy I.