There are days when I don't even know how to smile.

Start in the middle of sentences.
Don't. get. used to it.
Dice it up - this is the knife's kill set.

You're a garnish
not the protein
but there is no
dish
without your presence.

You're the gossip on the side
and you usually don't get eaten.
No one wants to digest you,
they're not adventurous enough
gnash gnash gnash zing without a thought.

You don't want to need them
but then again
what is the point of being prepared
if no one will ever enjoy you?

It's all for no. You're just for show.