Laughter hides,
All the tears,
The agonizing pain,
And your worst fears.
It cloaks your discomfort,
When people babble,
When guys are boisterous,
And women ramble.
It keeps your secrets,
From the mass of strangers,
From their prying eyes,
And their dangers.
It dries the tears,
Before they can fall,
Hiding your sorrows,
From them all.
It conceals the pain,
And it’s hidden so well,
That no one knows,
No one can tell.
It stops the fear,
From escaping your grasp,
Now under control,
Seal tight the clasp.
It stops hysteria,
From spilling out,
Concealing the madness,
Quickly throughout.
~end
