Picture Perfect.

I have always wondered what the person on the other side of the picture was feeling. Nothing to be strange or weird, just curiosity.
Usually when someone is smiling, I felt maybe like they are happy. But, I saw the picture of myself, smiling, looking as if I was enjoying life. When simply I wasn't. I put on my plastered smile, and said cheese, just like my mother told me to do.
Maybe that was it. Maybe that was why I couldn't tell people's emotions when I looked at their pictures, and it kind of left a pang in my heart. Honestly, I have no absolute clue why? Maybe it was because I just couldn't understand my own emotions to even judge someone else's by some silly, well molded picture.