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Have a Nice Day!

- Have a Nice Day! -

Today was a bright and sunny day, an autumn day,
Yet, so long a start it had, and still no time to play...
Though I smiled, and laughed, trying to be happy.
If only people could, into my deepest heart so see!
I painted my face white, and my lips deep blood red.
Black eye shadow completed what I saw in my head,
And I wondered what others beheld upon my face.
I wore purple and green, instead of leather or lace,
And, I walked with a grace born of pure madness.
My heart was so heavy, remembering old sadness!
But I kept smiling, and thinking of happier times,
Whilst, in my head I heard far, far darker rhymes.
Do not look too deep, you won't like it in there...
In the heart of madness, the place angels beware!
My refuge in times of strife, my familiar refuge.
I keep it hidden well, and always try not to be rude,
So, if you visit, try to have a nice day!
A pleasant day, a happy day, in every way.

Today was a nice and pleasant day, a simple day...
Yet, so heavy my worries, I knew not what to say.
Though I tried to be happy, darkness closed on in,
Reminding me, of what I was hiding deep within.
My face was painted white, my lips red like blood,
And I felt so alone, no matter where it was I stood!
I truly wondered, what others beheld on my face,
As I longed for happiness, even just a little taste...
Of dreams fulfilled, promises kept, songs sung on.
But everywhere I walked, the world felt so wrong,
And rigid and foolish, too many walls raised high.
It needs more chaos, more creativity to swift rise!
Do not look too deep, you won't like it in there...
In the heart of madness, the place angels beware!
My refuge in times of strife, my familiar refuge.
I keep it hidden well, and always try not to be rude,
So, if you visit, try to have a nice day!
A pleasant day, a happy day, in every way.

Today was not a bad day, not bad in any real way,
Yet, it was hard to tell, things being as they may...
I kept smiling, and laughing, not showing of pain.
But, I felt the same as if caught in a pouring rain!
I painted my face white, and my lips deep blood red.
Black eye shadow completed what I saw in my head,
And I cared not what others beheld upon my face.
I felt like an outsider, no matter the time or place...
Knowing that within me, was a fire only I did feel.
I was no stranger to agony, for me it was still real,
Every old hurt, every wound, every scar inflicted...
Upon my skin, on my psyche, by horrors afflicted!
Do not look too deep, you won't like it in there...
In the heart of madness, the place angels beware!
My refuge in times of strife, my familiar refuge.
I keep it hidden well, and always try not to be rude,
So, if you visit, try to have a nice day!
A pleasant day, a happy day, in every way.
Written by Kou_Indigo (Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton)
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