Smile

A smile is an expression of pure joy
A true misconception, a lie,  a ploy
It's a mask a facade uses to hide true feelings
It haunts it stays forever deceiving
I look out into the distance watching the clouds turn grey
The sky is overcast my true feelings it protrays
The eyes are the windows of the soul I'm tempted to agree
Because through my smile in my eyes you can truly see
The state which I'm in the hurt the pain
The demons I fight hard to keep at bay
I hear someone calling out my name I turn around but I don't forget to put on my facade
The upturning of lips so much meaning attached to it
Like that simple physical movement expresses truly how I feel
It slips I sigh I'm tired of all the lies
I want to see,  I want to feel and experience without the burden of a smile.