Rainclouds

I only look cheerful.
If you could see inside, you’d find
I am stressed
  with the pressures of the world
I am tired
  exhausted from being run down
I am confused
  unsure of my actions, or my motivation
I am overwhelmed.

You see me smile.
I have trained myself to be cheerful.
I laugh.
I see humor in the little things.
Yet the little things are not enough
to drown out the big for long
and try as I might to push them away
or deal with them, confront my troubles
they forever return

And I don’t need these rainclouds anymore.