it's very easy pretending to be happy all the days when the sun fills in rays but when you are all alone,so on your own when the sun goes down and yet the dawn seems too far it becomes hard to pretend when all the masks are off when the times get rough when you finally feel tired of smiling all day it's comfortable to cry then you let your tears wash your soul purify your fears in the dark when no eyes can see you n no ears can hear you you feel connected to every little creature on earth that you can hear the all see the all and feel the all but yet though you feel alone in the universe it's in the dark when the pain softly escapes thru the palm of your hand and the light in your eyes,whispers and dies.