I. TO BE OR NOT TO BE OBSERVANT

Happening again,
I forced a smile
"Will anyone ever know,"
And so, she thinks to herself,
"I don't really belong
here"

Acting a little bit okay
Hoping feeling a little bit better
Walking under the sunlight a little bit lighter
Tracing down the street a little bit quicker

Just don't show it
Don't show you're a little contrite by the day
Though the sky lingers
Its radiant shine just don't
Instantly shut down
Morning to noon
Though a myriad of people complains
How they likely want it to be
"The weather should've been sunny by now"
Or, when the sky...