Smile

I put a big fake smile on my face, it’s my mask I wear to pretend. They say a smile makes everything better, so thats what I do. Smile. They won’t ask questions, they won’t see the truth. I need this smile, but it always fades, slowly gone. By the end of the day I fooled everyone, but at night I cry, I break down, I’m slowly dying. I don’t know what to do, should I give in? And lose my smile, lose it all. I have to pretend, I need it. It’s what’s keeping me alive, and what’s slowly killing me.