smile...

i'm walking around, minding my own business, when i notice something... people all around me, so grumpy and lifeless, defeated. i cannot help but smile. i too have my problems that weigh me down. but i keep on smiling... maybe i am too childish to understand your problems. maybe i am too stupid to understand why you cannot muster strenght and fight. but i keep on smiling. you try to strike me down, and i smile. you say that i'm worthless, ugly, pointless, useless, i smile. you try to kick me when i'm down, and i smile. you bite the hand that feeds, mine, and yet i smile. i smile not because i cannot feel pain. i smile because that way you'll feel miserable and defeated when you realise how strong i am, when you realise you cannot defeat me, even if you all stand together against me. so, do come. i dare you. i'll keep on smiling for all of you backstabbers.