30 August 2012
Hands shaking Stomach chearning Don't want to go But mom is yearning
No idea how No idea why Just go back to bed Whisper good night
Too bad for me Stay strong and go And this time No tears or big show
Would love to sleep Or stay and write Talk to him all day Instead of all night
It fades away For my smile becomes paint Wear it all day Never going faint
What lurks behind My painted smile Is almost never Worth your while
Wanting to be true Why don't others try Maybe it's because They'll never know I cry
My painted smile Covers up my pain Others see me happy When behind, I'm right before a train
My painted smile Perfect for my disguise Lying is easy With only my eyes
My painted smile Nonexistent to most As well as my rare lies With only my eyes
My painted smile Rare to be true I have it to please The world and you
My painted smile Made to fo No pain to be revealed Although it rules
My painted smile Hides the pain inside me 'tis only true When we talk, making me very happy
My Painted Smile • Opuss № I