Smile
Behind my smile
is sadness and hurt.
I hate showing who I really am.
I like to relax and let the bad slip away from
memory.
When I hear
someone tell
me, "you're ugly"
or "you're fat",
I smile.
I can't let people see my
pain,
they'll know
my weakness.
So, I'll smile.
For every punch,
they will get
a smile.
Kids are ruthless animals
that will tear at
you every chance
they get.
I feel the coldness
of society
around every corner.
I know I'm special,
unique, one of a kind.
I just have to remember to
smile.
This poem is about:
Me