A Grin,
Plastered on your face.
Happy.
Or so it seems.
Inside you're breaking down.
Picking out every flaw as you look in the mirror.
A tear.
Rolls down your cheek,
as you reach for the blade.
The blood flows as you cry.
Tomorrow.
The same smile.
nobody knows.
Its the secret you cant keep in,
so you let it out.
It becomes those cuts, burns, and bruises.
Your eyes gleam with the tears that you shed.
They dont know,
That the prettiest eyes shed the most tears.
The prettiest smile,
Has felt the most pain.