Hurt You

I walk through life with a smile, a fake one frozen on my face You would think me a child, if tears fell down my face. I'm strong in a storm of razors and salt; wearing my smile through the painful assault. And I’ll never let you know how you hurt me so. I want you to see: My little world of false happy. My goal to see you hurt, you and your little flirt. I see you smile at that girl. My stomach knots and churls. Vomit wants behind my lips when you run your hands to her hips. So I will fake a smile, and laugh the whole while. His hand and mine interlaced. With a grin in my face. You'll think I’m okay Whenever you look my way. I'll make sure you that you see . . . My fake smile when you look at me!!