The Blood That Stains The Pages

My Smiles Fake

Damn life's messed up,

So is love though,

Confused and broken you limp away,

Until you find someone who cares,

You think theyr the one,

But you get confused,

You start to remember the one who broke you,

Your memories slowly come back,

And then you make a decion,

One to hurt someone,

But hell, not on purpose,

I care about them as much,

As I care about the other,

But I have memories of him that don't compare,

So I'll take this thing,

It's in between and broken,

It's without scenes and confusing,

Then again If life didn't have problems,

Then why would we live it?

So the pain stays in my heart,

And it makes my life hell,

So when you see my smile,

Remember I'm good at acting.