Devilish Grin Poem by C.R. Ebowski

I have your devilish grin
An aspect you passed through
But when I look in mirror
I don’t see me, I see you

Then there is the gift of gab
That I managed to retain
For that I am grateful
It is useful to hide the pain

Make no mistake about it
I would give this all up
If there might be a chance
That I could be a normal grownup

Almost impossible damage to hide
The whelps and wounds compile
Happiness is mistaken for the devilish grin
Because I never learned how to smile