Happy Faces Poem by reina seal

Happy Faces



Our smiles may show happy faces
but deep inside there are cold places
It hurts to smile when you know its not right
Its only to hide our true feelings inside
It hurts to say 'I'm fine' when you're really dying inside
I may seem crazy and absurd
But if you really pay attention
Society is the one who deserves to be called crazy and absure
One day this will all end
And we'll and be happy then
So is this all just a dream
Or is it reality

Monday, April 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
People ask me a lot if I'm ok and I smile back and say I'm fine. Really, I'm not fine. No one but my mother (who died two weeks ago, and I'm still a teen) asked me for the truth. One of the last things she said to me was if I was ok. I told her I was fine. She told me to stop lying. But I wrote this awhile ago and I lost the original so I forgot some parts and had to make a new one.
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