paint that stupid smile back on your face , cause baby your fooling everyone even yourself. looking in the mirror telling yourself your fine , yet at the same time picking every insecurity, because i will never be beautiful to anyone and definitely not myself . i am born to fail everyone and most of all myself , i miss who i used to be , not i'm a miserable cunt , saying that is a big thing for me i focus on the positive but recently there is none at all , may as well be dead most of the time because i feel it at this moment in time . i really need my iz fiz , just for a cuddle i'm not a cuddley person. but i change . i used to be someone who would smile at everyone n the street you messed me with me i would kick you straight in the face without even thinking twice , i was so angry all the time . until i met someone and i was always so happy . smiling from ear to ear a stupid grin that needed no painting one, but he left me , broken me and ever since him there has been noone i have felt the the same about . so i force myself to like boys because i'm lonely , yet i will never feel the same . i cover myself in clothes mainly all black now adays, curly big black hair with red lips pale face and black eyes. paint it on love .
I may look happy, but honestly dear,
the only way I'll really smile is if you cut me ear to ear.
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