Masque

Somehow i lost count of all the tears that have fallen over the span of less than 24 hours... one can try and avoid thinking about it, and spread a smile across his face as he goes about doing his daily work.. it seems normal, that this person looks happy... laughs... his eyes smile... exuding a indisputable sense of joy.... and thus is happy.

But deep inside... below what the mask that you can look from the outside... you do not see what is within... there is no denial that something tugs so firmly at him... clutching his heart.. wrenching it but it just can't be squashed. Helplessness turns into pain which evokes sadness, overwhelming a soul who always thought that medicine would mean a final solution to illnesses.

You think you even know his deeper feelings? Nope, you don't. He just tries not to show his sadness so blatantly for he wants joy for ppl all around him.

We are all just as susceptible... just that we never saw it that way, until something so close.... so near to you presents itself this way.

World without tears... one day.