Smile, they can't see
It's they only way to prevent the pain
As long as their smiles aren't fake
I am able to live with myself.

The hapiness that I express,
Is just a masquerade of selflessness
The faces I make dance on their own
As long as they can smile.

My heart becomes the arctic ocean
Waiting to be found and inhabited
Its so cold, no heartbeat
The sun never comes to melt it away.

But my mind is a galazy itself
The constelations are my thoughts and fantasies
When the clouds blind my eyes from me
Hopefully a spaceship will find me
But until then, I will keep smiling.



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