It could be deep, or barely there
just enough to make you tear.
Oh, dear friend of mine, please stop
please don't- don't mock.
I can hear you, you know
laughing and poking at my woe.
I know it's not your fault, you didn't ask to be here
but ya see, I don't wan't every thought of mine to sear.
You've poisoned my brain, twisted my thoughts
I blame it all on me, though it's something you're trained to wrought.
We have become well aquaintened, you and I
but, I'm afraid, if you keep eating my smile will compltely die.
They are already so rare, so fleeting and far between
I couldn't bare to see my pain be seen.
You see, with out my smile, I'm mask-less
They would all see. See deaths kiss.
