A smile for me that is genuine,
Is hard to come by.
I have wasted most grins,
On people who I don't give a damn.
So smiles have become something fake,
I wish I could feel a smile, in my soul,
But I don't think I can anymore.
I think a smile, was in my innocence,
And I've lost that.
So all I can muster,
Are these artificial smiles,
That mimic what I had as a child.
I long for a grin,
That I can feel in my heart,
But this is the end, before it can begin.