Goodbye Smiles

My smile's the equivalent,
Of a sick and twisted frown.
It's always plastered on my face,
when I am feeling down.

So my mom just tried to kill herself,
And there's nothing I can do.
I cannot cry or show the pain
I don't want it to be true.

If I break down and let tears show,
Everyone would ask me why.
So I sit here and force a smile,
I don't even have to try.

After years and years of practice,
I can hide the way I feel.
I just tell myself that sadness,
Is just stupid and unreal.

So as I sit here all alone,
I decide I should just die.
I pick up the blade and make that cut,
I'm tired of living a lie.
Goodbye

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