What if I choose to paint me a smile
to cover the fears and pain for a while?

What if I decor a smile in my face
so I can mantle my disgrace?

What if I draw a smile between my ears
would you believe that I still have fears?

And if I write a smile over my ache
would you recognize that it is fake?

No.

Because all you have
is a pair of eyes
You lack ears
and a heart
Yet those eyes
are poor
Poor enough to see
that you are the reason
of this smile.

This fake smile.