Smile

You think that I’m happy,

Just because I smile.

You don’t know what’s inside,

Because that’s my style.

You can’t see the trauma,

You can’t see the scars,

You can’t see me curled upon the floor,

You can’t see me hiding from the chapped door,

You can’t see,

All you can see is my smile.

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