Tuesday, May 29, 2012

A Smile is a Smile is a Smile

I smile, my lips curving up in a pleasant line. I smile until my face hurts. I smile until I'm certain I'll split in two. Surely they can see the cracks? See that on the inside I am screaming, clawing at the walls? My sanity is a mask I cannot let slip.

1 comment:

  1. this is so beyond accurate.
    but it's funny because we are so convincing, so that nobody notices a thing. x


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