Hidden Beneath a Smile
Happiness is seen in my smile
Laughing and playing is my lifestyle
Life goes on day by day
With me barely knowing what to say
I bring joy and love to all who surround me
For I do not want to burden them badly
The pen and paper treat me well
The poems I write continue to swell
Writing my story helps me to escape
Its a hero in action with its hiding cape
If they could see what lies within
Something beneath that happy grin
The nights are long like a blank white canvas
With thoughts that paint my ceiling monstrous
The sun peers in with jeering eyes
Mocking the routine once more implied
The choice is mine to keep on going
Or to just give up and keep on snoring
But once again I must abide
And keep the sorrow kept inside
Spread a sweet sincere smile
And hope no one can see through it meanwhile
To the world all is well
But what I yearn for is one last farewell
My heart mourns for the joy of tomorrow
But my writing is an umbrella that covers my sorrow
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