Space and time become void,
what makes a smile wear down
like the fragile creations of human hands?
The words of another?
The stress and fatigue that accompanies?
The gray skies are all we see
Even when the sun is out
lest the smile begins to brighten
Notice that the word bully
starts with the word bull
The smile- something a human could
never truly create for themselves
goes through the passage of life.
Some keep their beautiful smile, while others lose their gift,
bombarded by the bull of a bully
