People says that smile is the best medicine,
But how can a smile change any bad situation to a good situation,
How can they possible know my thoughts or my feelings,
I'm decaying with words that is swirling in my head,
My world goes darker Everytime they say "smile",
I hide from a world by using a mask as a false identity,
Would it be easier to cut smile than hide under something that can consume you with false hopes and love,
Maybe I can show my true self but no not today.
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A Book Of Poetry
Poetrymy first short poems hope you like it... I only write when I either really upset so I hope you enjoy
