Faces

Pretty girl

Like an angel full of grace

A well practiced smile

 On that porcelain face

Cold girl

Nothing but bullets and mace

An icy smile

Craved on a stone face

Broken girl

You’ve finally fallen behind, losing the race

You can’t find a smile

For your shattered face

Little girl

You’re growing tired of the chase

To put a smile

On your painted face

Sad girl

Your wrist of red lace

Hide behind that fake smile

On your tear stained face

Scarred girl

The lines left no trace

You have no smile

They only see a disgrace

Beautiful girl

You’ve finally risen back to grace

With a real smile

On that beautiful face