I want to have a smile
instead of a frown
but I've been let down
way too many times
I still want to trust
I still want to believe
But there's no one to call
and share a day with
no one who will intertwine
with my crazy mind
no one who really wants
to step inside
It's all shadows and glazes
on a dry cake I didn't bake
I pass it around to share
and no one really likes it
they're just way too polite
seasons pass by my tired face
no one listens to what I say
It's not alright to feel a little pain
I don't know who to be anymore
Forced smiles people can see
I think they see right through me
see that I really don't care
that I see the ugly side to life
I see the truths people try to hide
they see their ugliness on my face
and know my smile is fake
They see the cold bitter storm
frozen on my face
just makes them want
to look away
my smile is a cold empty cave
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