Fake Smile... Vs. Real Smile... Who Will Win? Poem by chad fisher

Fighting the world with a wounded heart,
My fake smile, my only shield,
A false cheery disposition my weapon that I wield...
Yet others sense the hidden lies,
When they look within my eyes
When we are sad, we look for happiness, we search for that hidden door,
But I cannot hide my grief from myself, and I don't want to anymore,
Even if I am happy one day, and unhappy the next, I'd rather feel it,
For if I do any other, I deny myself reality, and darkness will steal it.
Feel your feelings, they are true.
This is my advice to you.
I did not say dwell on them as I have done,
Just to feel them, until they all unite as one.
Just because I am unhappy sometimes,
When I write some of my poems, or dismal rhymes,
Doesn't mean that I don't need to be unhappy, once in a while.
I'm not always unhappy, I am a person like you... occasionally I genuinely smile.