SMILE

Sometimes, life gets me down.

so down I begin to frown.

Sometimes, I feel like no ones there.

Plenty of feelings, bottled up in a square.

I try to hide the feelings inside.

My grandmother always told me to wipe my eyes.

When everything's a blur,

I tend to think of her.

I think of her as a light that never goes out.

The love she gave, was a never ending amount.

So when ever I feel sad

I look up at the sky, I smile and think of her and say "Life Isn't that bad."

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