A Smile

It can be fake
You can play pretend.
But sometimes even that
Can help a heart to mend.

I wish I could smile
Its been such a long time.
I guess its been a while
Since every things been fine.

I forgot how to curve my lips
Into even a smirk.
I tried to think about the good Ole days
But it doesn't seem to work.

They seem so far away now
Its almost like a dream.
I tried to picture how it was
But I forgot what good could mean.

A tiny little smile
Would prove that I'm alright.
But doing that is like saying
That I don't cry at night.

I wish that I could smile
But Ive forgotten what it means
Now, as long as I know
The good days are were a dream.

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