Analysis of My Abstract Thoughts

The smile I see always,
Is it really real?
The fabrication of words,
The collision of worlds,
Lots of unique fusion,
Is it really isn't an illusion?

Illusion of what seems right,
I'm holding my breath really tight.
Just when I thought, nothing can go more worse,
The UNIVERSE said,
" It was for you to rehearse".

Is everyone like me?
Is the kid still smiling?
Is the oldie living with ease?
The thoughts are now making me freeze.

I ended up writing another piece,
That too in a single go,
But is it really worth it?
How can I get to know?

I'm neither sad, nor happy,
It's just people around me gets really creepy.
I know I won't get caught,
'Coz I'm sure of what to do and what not.