Be still for the moment, Breath in this bitter, stale air.
Don't let these doubtful people waste a prayer.
Fill your lungs with regret, Stare at the ceiling.
Make your smile and eyes seem appealing.
Indents and creases hold back what you fight from falling.
Smile, laugh. Someones calling.
Turn away when your glass frame of a face breaks,
Hope they will not find your mistakes.
Because tears only confirm their worst thought.
And you've been raised to be strong and you've fought.
Don't become another naive weak child.
They won't know you were holding in tears when you smiled.
You will tip your chin toward the sky and pull your shoulders back.
Quicker paces, stronger strides, pick up the slack.
You will play the part you wish you could be.
The person, in the mirror, you wish you could see.
