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A Fleeting Smile


In the pictures you see a smile, 

next the filters in a pile. 

Tilt the camera to add a little light-

that's it, the first picture never comes out exaclty right. 

 

But there's a a secert unknown to evryone else, 

that this girl could never quite be herself. 

This smile could only last for a little while.

 

Without the filters there's no way to hide everything that she kept inside. 

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