When my joy was a tad to joyful

To your liking and your taste

I remembered to stop smiling

And I did so too with haste

I would not show my elation

Nothing was to my delight

I would speak not of contentment

And for you that was just right

For I dare not spoil your moments

Since you could not stand my bliss

In your presence I’d be careful

Or something would go amiss

Fond were you of my dejection

That alone would do you good

That is when you would be happy

And this fact I understood

For my joy was a disturbance

Yes, you made it a big deal

So, I chose to hide my gladness

To make your happiness seem real.