The Girl Behind The Smile

I just wanna rip the smile off my face. And shout "I'm not this happy girl". Whip away the make up and show the scars and where I have been beaten at. Show my true colors, and who I really am. But when I try it's just called a face. And I get yelled at to look happy and pretty. So I hide behind my mask. And pretend everything is fine. But inside I'm dying

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