LiquidFantasy96

Every day I wear a smile, Paint on a happy face, And slip on a coat of confidence That only I know doesn't really exist. I pretend to remember the good times, Ignore the bad times if need be, And wash my hands of all the pain That constantly eats away at my reserves. Only I can see the tears that were cried, The blood that was spilled, And the lesions that had formed From the cuts on my battered soul, But I can't afford to let others see The aching inside of me Because if there's one thing I can't take, It's the pity of those who've suffered greater. Then I meet those who haven't known a single trial, Who go through life obli