Within & Without

You see me smile, so you smile back.

But that smile isn’t real..

You see me crying so you comfort me.

But I’m not actually sad..

My internal and external don’t match,

In fact they aren’t even connected properly.

Like a fuse box that’s been miswired,

A folder of data that’s corrupted..

Can you blame me though?

It’s not my fault I’m like this.

It’s my disorders fully coming to light.