Smile
A very pretty thing
People say that it can ease all your problems
But is it does so actually?
At least never does for me
I always bear a smile on my face
No matter what’s happening
But it don’t part from my face
That led people to think in different ways about me
Some think that I am cool….
Some others think I have no tension
Others have a view that I have become too casual
Some even say that I am too arrogant and egoist
But
No one ever knows that this is just a portrait smile
No one has noticed that it’s just of the fixed size always
Coz it just hide all that’s beneath it
All agony, pain, frustration, disappointments
Just everything
And I don’t have a single person who can see it
I have broken many times in the past
But have stood up every time
But everything has a limit
I am no superhero who has infinite courage
I am too human
I too feel pain
I too feel helplessness
I too want someone’s shoulder to cry on
I want some one to tell me what should I do?
Where should I head now?
I am too exhausted to stand by myself again
But
Yeah my life’s full of this “BUT”
I am saying all this is vain
I know that
Coz there’s no one to hear
I know my fate would never be grateful to me
And this time I am just getting buried
With a faster pace
Yeah, but still with that smile on my face
That fixed portrait smile
So everyone can again make their own judgments
about me standing by my cascade
I just wish at least a single person ever know “who was I actually?”
But I think no one can ever read the real face
Behind that smile.
