Why so serious?

that’s the question you propose.

The answer,

I’m afraid,

is not so cut and dry.

Why so serious?

I suppose

it’s because I feel so alone,

so empty inside.

It feels as though

my life’s so dull

there’s nothing left to show.

I carefully disguise

my woes and strife

behind a mask

made from lies.

Why so serious?

is what you asked me,

well, my friend,

it’s because it’s the only thing

holding me together.