No Knowledge Left

No knowledge left
On what's right or wrong
Just hit with pain
Quite hard and strong

Numb and dull
Traumatized you don't see
Just my smile
As plain as can be

Ask me how was school
I say good
"Really?"
"It's a reflex. Sorry" I'm not in the mood

Will there be tears
Shed today
And will my headache
Actually go away

Maybe my tummy won't hurt
For the first time in 3 weeks
But then again,
There, I'm all so meek

I just wanna lay in bed
Let dullness take it's course
But I'm forced to work through it
Behind my smile so forced

It's always long
Never short
Few smiles from me
Distanced to the porch

I don't know
How to function here
Since pain is now
A friend I hold dear

No knowledge left
On what's right or wrong
Just hit with pain
Quite hard and strong