TEETH

TEETH please don't try to ask how I'm doing it's all fine you won't believe either way whatever I say if my teeth are squeaky clean my mind must be neat appearance not the feeling it's the only thing you're believing not even one step inside you would see the suicide if my clothes are neatly tied then I must be satisified right? you're looking so surprised now that I'm falling apart you say there were no signs are my words not enough?