The curiosity you curse

 Optimism moving forward
Tax and smiles
Smacked across the face
Buck yourself up

Beg to grin not permitted
To take the edge off
Life gets too serious
A smile makes me think

World full of opposition
Those adversaries I created myself
People put in their place
Optimism moving up

Looking back at a strange angle
Not knowing you at all
Imagining I know you by heart
Your underlying disgust

Me? Not fitting into this world
Sticking out like a sore thumb
looking a few seconds too long
A strange foreigner he is... 

And yet that smidgeon of curiosity