*Warning this poem may be triggering to some. Reader discretion is advised*

Who did you go to?
Who did you call?
Who was there,
When there was
No one at all?

You called to her

She cried your tears

Helped to dry them

She sits here
She's crying
She's lying
She's dying

She's hurting

But she keeps going.

She smiles everyday,

Laughs at all the right jokes,

Says all the right lines,

She plays her set role.

Does everything she can to help you
But she hid her pain for so long,
She doesn't want help
She wants you to be happy.

All she wanted was for you to smile.

Though it meant plastering a fake one to her lips.