Behind The Fake Smiles

Confessing my crime

I'm confessing my crime
In which I killed the old me
The little girl is dead buried under the ground
Locked in depression
That smile that was never off her face
It's upside now
Eyes were once full of colours and happiness
Now are filled with darkness that consumed her all
Her mind was once filled with happiness and positivity
Is now being eaten by depression and the thoughts that accompany her
The angels on her shoulders
Have turned into self destructive demons
I'm confessing my crime
I'm a murderer
I killed my old self