What Goes Unseen

Some people go through life smiling.
They don't know what's hidden beneath ground the they tread.
They don't see the danger they are in.
Because they only see the happiness.
They don’t know what others go through.
They don’t see the tears in others eyes.
They don’t see anything dark and cold.
Because they only see the good.
So many unseen things lurk behind doors.
Doors closed to those smiling people.
Doors that those smilers ignore.
They don’t know real pain.
They don’t know real hate.
They know nothing outside their perfected world.
They’re always smiling,
Ignoring the truth.
Ignoring what they will never understand.
But what if those smilers were to live in the real world,
For a day, a week a month?
They wouldn’t last five minutes in what we go through.