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The prettiest smiles hold the deepest secrets
Lies withhold
She means to keep it
Eyes have seen a different story
Built in trauma
Early mornings
Insomnia pest mind
Shakes and shivers
Knock down the bee hive
Painful Glitters
Stings of agony
Stings of pain
How in the world you keep that pretty smile sane
Dramatic figure embody the spirit
Begging for mercy and forgiveness
Apologetic Dreams asking who was
The girl with the prettiest pain
THE DRUG ✨
Lies withhold
She means to keep it
Eyes have seen a different story
Built in trauma
Early mornings
Insomnia pest mind
Shakes and shivers
Knock down the bee hive
Painful Glitters
Stings of agony
Stings of pain
How in the world you keep that pretty smile sane
Dramatic figure embody the spirit
Begging for mercy and forgiveness
Apologetic Dreams asking who was
The girl with the prettiest pain
THE DRUG ✨
This poem is for anyone who’s ever been called “strong” while silently breaking. explores the duality between external beauty and internal suffering—the way smiles can mask storms, and how pain often hides in plain sight. I wrote this piece to give voice to the silent struggles that many carry behind polished appearances.
