There it is the crack again In the mask upon a face so far lost Placed there years ago Made of the lightest of materials Delicate fragile Painted of different colors Taken of different artists The smile on the outside Matches the real one All to realistically And the crack causes stares When it marks the perfect face Made for the not so perfect girl And while in repair The girl makes excuses That are her worst lies But no one knows the difference Because no one looks closely enough And in no time at all The crack is mended And she goes back Back to masking her pain Behind a flawless Mockery of happiness