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by xPoeticTrashx Jul 28, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I\'m smiling and I\'m laughing, But is it truelly mine? I want to lose this fakeness, And leave it all behind. But what am I without my smile? An empty broken face? A face so cold so listless, A face without a place. So maybe I\'ll keep this smile, As a beatiful sweet little lie, And cover all my confusion, And refuse to ever cry. I\'m crying out that I\'m a fake, And hoping that they will see, The girl behind the smile, A slightly different me. But will they like who I am? The girl who isn\'t fun, But I can\'t just show them, Theres too many lies I\'ve spun. Is life life all just a game? Something we\'re meant to play? Or are we supossed to lie, Until our final day? I cannot complain about liars, When thats all I do, All my life is fake, And not a single smile is true. I hope that you can see, This smile was never mine, And all these words are fake, Just like saying \"I\'m fine\"