My Blue Dress
I never seem able to stop a fall, my life is just a mess
Even though I don't look it- smiling in my blue dress
I comb my hair and keep it down, something I never did
The secret behind it? I can keep my face well hid
My smile, and my kind words mean nothing, no not these days
And on the outside, though I may seem stable, my body discretely sways
I cannot handle the weight on my back but bear it with a grin
Though on the inside I lost the game, on the surface I appear to win
At night I'll curl into myself and cry until I'm asleep
Yet in front of people-smile. I smile so they can't see me weep
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