When I Smile

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When I smile you think I'm happy.
But it's only my mask to my true feeling,
Inside my heart is hurting,
Rain falling down my cheeks behind the wall I made,
I look happy and okay, but I hold myself to not let others know what I feel.

When I don't smile I say I'm tired or sick but I'm a big liar,
Because of my way I desire,
To just finally be hold and be told I'm going to be alright.
It's what makes my heart that is always being stabbed and hidden from my face.

Fake smiles are just the tip of my iceberg.
And it might be terrible but all I am is a good actor who just acts.
I'm just an actress starting a play when she's born and ends when she's dead. It's unreal and true, because Im an invisible ghost in the sidelines to watch people have greatness.

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