Every word that slips my lips,
Is stated for your benefit.
What if I tell you that what's hidden
Beneath this smile is all a lie?
Why can't I tell you how I feel?
That every single word, just wasn't real
And if you left, I'd not shed a single tear.
All the things I made you feel
Were all a lie, I'm living your lie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You paint a rather sad picture here Lipstick. Very good poem, I like it.-Melvina-