Your personality is a smile. You glow with it, beautiful with such imperfections.
A smile is a real thing. It is a natural reaction to the world. It does not always represent happiness, and it does not wash over fakery, nor does it reveal it. A smile is sad, sometimes angry, almost always lost. No matter though, because a smile prevails despite all circumstances. It may break or crumble, shadow thick tears or widen for nothing, but it is a smile.
A smile is hope. It is the giggle as a bubble pops, a speck of laughter behind turned lips, a crinkle in the taut knot of life. A smile is a twinkle of the eye. It is the world's slight twist of mirth which transforms a life into a star.
Your personality is a smile. You glow with it, beautiful with imperfections.