Turn that frown

upside down

it only takes two muscles

to smile

left side creeps up

then the right

struggles to follow suit

if its so easy to smile

why does it hurt so much

forcing my lips to part

and produce white bones

for what

to put on a show

but its fake

to act like everythings fine

but its not

i want to be happy for your sake

but i don’t want torture my mouth

to be who its not

and yet

for your sake

i shall hide my truth

behind my




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