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Smile


Smile. It is not that hard. Only a few musles, Under the fat and skin. It's all that it takes. Smile. It is not that hard. Only a few musles, to brighten the day of a stranger. It's all that it takes. Smile. Is it that hard? Only a few muscles, to make your own pain fly away. It's all that it takes. Smile. Why is it so hard? Only a few muscles, Yet why can't I make my face move. It's all that it takes. Smile. It's so hard. Only a few muscles, Yet it feels like daggers. It not all that it takes. Smile. It's painful. Only a few muscles, Yet, I don't want to. Its not all that it is. Smile. It's a mask. Only a few muscles. Yet, I can't bear it. It's not all that it takes. Smile. Fake. Painful. Wrong. Smile. Smile. Smile. Smile... Tears. It flows Only a few. It tells a story. It's all that it takes. Bullets. Small and silver. Only one or two. Yet, can I bring myself? It's all that it takes. Coward. Fearful and pethetic. Only my sins. I can't do it. It's something more then this. Help. It's a simple request. Only a word. Why is it so hard. It's all that it takes. Relief. It's a gentle release. Only a little feeling. Yet, it feels so much better. It took more then I thought. Time. It passes by, A little stream of wind. Only a few seconds at a time. It took much more from me. Smile. It is not that hard. Only a few musles, Under the fat and skin. It's all that it takes. Right?
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