Faking Smiles

You think that just because
The corners of my mouth
Perk up and make me appear as if
Nothing is wrong,
That I'm over what you've done

But my dear, you are gravely mistaken
If for one second you believe
My smiles have anything
To do with happiness.

Every single smile
You see grace my lips
Is false; its purpose to fool you
And everyone
That I'm alright

Although they've all seen me cry.
These small grins that
You see every day
Never mean a damn thing.

The only thing
That it is to me anymore
Is the way to deceive you all to thinking
That I have gotten over the sadness

When in my reality,
Not a thing has changed
Except I've gotten better at faking these smiles.