**Cough** :P I'm sick...to a certain extent. I've been having trouble keeping a regular breathing pattern (too slow, too fast, etc) so I'll actually be writing more because it's an activity that recquires very minimal physical activity :)
So enjoy :)
"A Twisted Up Frown"
They notice my smile-
The ever white teeth,
And the pretty red lips.
But what lies beneath?
There's an ever present frown-
One I can't ignore.
But if any of them saw it,
They'd walk right out the door.
So I twist up my frown
So it looks like a smile
And no one is the wiser
That I'm sad all the while
There's so much to regret,
I want erase it all for now.
I know that that's impossible
But I'm beginning to wonder how.
How can I make my people forget?
Make them see the good?
Make them see trust me again?
Make sure I'm understood?
Perhaps that not a good thing.
For then, they'd see the frown.
The one that's twisted up for them
Until I'm returned the crown.