Plastic Smiles

She wears a plastic smile
It torments her to lie
Yet she does it everyday
Her pain swallows her whole
And she is incomplete without it
She comes home and cries
Her blood stained sheet, a crimson red, washed away by her salty tears
The pretty designs on her wrist
Perment scars never to fade
She keeps her knife in a drawer by her bed
She takes it out and marks another scratch for the passing day
Another tear cried, another slit made
But this time the cut was too deep
And now shes spinning away
She paints a pretty picture in crimson red
It trails from the sink and it stains the carpets
The perfect circles stained on the ground drop after drop of red
Tears falling from her wrists
They hold the pain and discomfort she feels
Everything is fading fast, she is slowly drifting away
Her life is slowly slipping
One last tear falls and settles on her cheek
Her eyes close and her breathing softening
The door flys open and he rushes in
He holds her in his arms
And as he weeps over her dead body and trace his finger along each rigid cut
His fingers painted a crimson red as he traces his fingers across his lips and cries
He whispers the words \"I love you\"
And he kisses her tear away
He intertwines his finers in hers
He reaches for the gun
And places the barrel to his head
Hesitates to pull the trigger
His fingers slip
A beauiful masscarade is painted amongst the room
The silent cries go unheard
And we all do
Yeah we all do...