The things I know are sadness and sorrow,
And happiness is only an emotion I borrow,
The laughter behind each smile is purely a fake,
Truly filled with promises of loneliness and heartache.
If only you listen to the honest words I say,
The love I have and the dreams that play.
Why is it when you learn of this greeting,
You turn away and stop us from meeting?
The chuckles you make seem so very sincere,
Yet the breaking of a friendship is what you fear.