Foul Mouth

As each day pass by it hurts to even attempt to smile, some take it for granted...blessed with pearly white and aligned so perfect. Each day a little more decay, one more day I avoid food that can cause me pain...to ashamed to face my failing I spend more time avoiding engaging others in face to face meetings to ashamed of my fowl smelling yellow decaying mouth and the pain I have condemned myself to, yet I have no fear I have in sharing my disgrace in my poem of my broken teeth and foul smelling mouth, if I can change Americans concerns, why is dental not free in this land of plenty? I'm not poor but I cant even afford to pay for my current dental situation.