There is a time and place
To make a smiling face
At the world that is so wrong
And has been, for far too long.
I frown at the ones that smile
From lies that they tell, all the while
I grin in places that they cannot ever see,
So they don't know they can't take my smile from me.
Happiness is a choice, one we all can make.
For that reason I'll raise my voice, "I am not fake!
I am not a number, a part of your system.
I am human, as part of the Grand Kingdom.
You cannot bind me, nor make me sad
To be my own man. I am proud, glad
Even, for knowing I am free to be me
In this lost and dying world I can't unsee."