Heart Beneath The Smile Poem by Ana Z. M.

Pretending to be happy all the time,
Making fun of everything around,
Being happy for the ones she love,
To be protected from her contagious pain.

Whenever she is lonely at her room,
She plays her favorite lullaby,
The saddest one to accompany her heart,
While the tears dropp one by one.

Such innocent sweet girl for the ones around,
Just an empty forgotten soul when lonely,
Pretending what she is not,
Faking a life called her own.