"Pull yourself together!" You say.


You make it sound so easy.


But where do I start? 


What do I pull?


The only way I know how 


Is to force a smile


and you still see straight through


You make it seem 


Like I want to be sad


Like the emptiness I feel is


Somehow


Fulfilling 


In a dark sort of way


And maybe your onto something 


I am morbid


But your ignorance is not bliss


It just makes me feel


lugubrious