Days of nothing

Day 21 ish

We have days.
Where try and  smile
We are though dead inside
Staring at the wall on floor
Wanting something more

We go weeks
Without smiles
Unless we are seen, then pretend smile!
Deep down we want to cry
And still don't know why

We have months
Thinking smiles
Hating smiles, Hating cries
Hating feelings, hating motion
Wanting nothing, no emotion

We have days again
They are not as bad
We can smile just
But we cannot plan ahead
Because of crap that's in our heads