Photo Shopped Happiness

A photo, a snapshot, a small glimpse in time, My life has fit in a tin. A small tin of pictures, a tin of a memory, Where I lived my small life with a grin. Each moment I was happy, no cry or a frown, No photos of tears from my eyes. These photos don't say I ever felt down Not sure if they're true or just lies. Was I happy when driving, or walking down town Was I that happy in front of the shop? Was I really that happy when doing the dishes When did my happiness stop? I do have one honest photo that gives it away A photo I called a mistake A photo of my mirror shows tears from my heart Revealing my life was a little too fake.