A Sad Smile

I've mastered the art of sad smiles It seems natural to me now The slight curve of the lip corners That never reaches the eyes Those misty windows hold the truth It's an oxymoronic action Of conflicting thoughts Between how I feel And the depressing little attempt To convince others I'm alright Hoping to be asked what's wrong But knowing I couldn't explain it Even if I were

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