There is nothing wrong with her
She's always so happy
So cheerful
So helpful
She's perfect
That's what they all say
Well they are all wrong
They have no idea what they are saying
They don't see the tragic war raging within her fragile body
The tears stuck on her eyelids
The hatred under her skin
She hides all of this with a smile
The slight curl of her lips
The crinkles beside her eyes
Such a sneaky thing
Oh how deceiving a smile can be
