Only Never

We can falsify our laughter
and have brief peace temporarily,

But I would rather have true laughter
and have peace that is harmonious.

I find the most common table is laughter
and even then its veiled by underlining daggers
of sharp tongues that root from thorn hearts
if you listen close enough.

How a person carries, how they joke and respect others.

How they live on with their anger, either like a candle or a furnace.

You can listen to the vibe they leave you
in the air, so hard to breathe and unwind.

You can tell by the way they view others,
either like a pretend realist that excuses them to be so cynical.

Or like a patient optimist, always willing to empathize with others.

Mostly how they mock and like to smear at others, how they disdain being humble.

How they love to live in hateful attitudes
and only hyperbolize the mineute details.

That's the thorn inside their heart unwavered
maybe they will realize, maybe only never.