Smile
As I go the extra mile,
I smile.
I am finally living my life my way,
And not by what other people say.
I am out of my shell,
Pounced and ready for my friends to be able to tell.
Can you see me?
See me turning back into what I used to be?
Can you see me smiling?
Smiling instead of crying?
I feel it,
And see it when I look into the mirror.
My smile is finally true,
And not sorrowfully blue.
Poetgirl12
