Daily Lie
14-Smile
2-05-08
It is scary how easy it is,
To fake happiness.
With a super-glued smile
And eyes that twinkle only with tears
No one will ever see,
FINE...okay...alright,
Are her world of lies.
Just smile, say you’re FINE,
And walk on.
Nobody sees anyway.
Nobody cares
As long as you sm[lie].
Her mind is full of worries.
Doubts.
Fears.
Does anyone look beyond the lying smile
She presents to you,
And see them lurking there...
Eating her from within
No matter which way she tries to turn.!
These worries...these doubts and fears,
They decorate her clouded mind,
Like a dark, deathly Christmas tree.
They choke her and kill her,
While she sm[lies] at you:
Lost tears the only twinkle her eyes can hold.
It is “easy” to fake happiness.
And every second kills your soul some more.
©2008 ~MagicalJoey
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Number: 14 - Smile
I am good at faking things. Like happiness. It's funny though, it kills you a little bit more each time you fake it though. And nothing you do seems to be able to fix it, or fix you.
Maybe I should just give up on the therapy. I seem to be a bit of a lost cause.
Anyway. I told someone that I didn't want to write because when I think it opens up pain I have squished down somewhere...but I stupidly sat down and wrote, so now I have pain and you have a "poem"...so have fun.
Number: 14 - Smile
I am good at faking things. Like happiness. It's funny though, it kills you a little bit more each time you fake it though. And nothing you do seems to be able to fix it, or fix you.
Maybe I should just give up on the therapy. I seem to be a bit of a lost cause.
Anyway. I told someone that I didn't want to write because when I think it opens up pain I have squished down somewhere...but I stupidly sat down and wrote, so now I have pain and you have a "poem"...so have fun.
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if you wish to watch me READ THIS FIRST[link]
Maybe we have just been lying to ourselves.
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How much do you actually see, or are you just not bothered to look?
one thing: punctuation at the end of the fifth stanza?
pain can bring great writing sometimes. and this has.
of all the things it is possible to lie about, you cannot lie about your talent. This was a very good piece.
I wouldn't recommend giving up on the therapy. I'd commend yourself for your bravery in going, and remind yourself that it helps. unlike faking, which is only a short term solution, that even then doesn't always work.
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Dum spiro spero.
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if you wish to watch me READ THIS FIRST[link]
Clever of you to pick up on it though.
The sm[lie] made me give that sarcastic little half smile thing at the pc...if you know what I mean.
Thank you. It seems that most of my pieces come through pain...I wish they wouldn't, as it would be less painful for me.
I agree with your point on the faking...it just seems that my ANTS are too strong for me, and then I seem to make my therapist angry or else she gets fed up with me.
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How much do you actually see, or are you just not bothered to look?
I'm a fan of those kinda half smiles, I can assure you
that's very much understood. I'd much rather you were feeling great and unable to write dark poetry than feeling crap and writing poetry that appeals to this side of me.
I care you your wellbeing moreso than your poetry, and you know I like your poetry
ANTS?
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Dum spiro spero.
ANTS = [link]
Feeling great is something I never am. I am either numb because I have forced myself to not think and feel or feeling crap because I did think and feel.
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How much do you actually see, or are you just not bothered to look?
thanks for that, I'm understanding now
There's not a set of words here that can really help you, but I know what you mean
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Dum spiro spero.
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How much do you actually see, or are you just not bothered to look?
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