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Fake Smile Looking myself at the mirror, I hold t

Fake Smile

Looking myself at the mirror,
I hold the corners of my lips,
with my trembling fingertips,
and try to curve it into a smile.
But the muscles fall straight, again.🧤
.
My heart is burdened with so many words left unspoken,
but I choose to be silent.
I want to have a few people's company,
but I prefer to be alone.
My broken soul is dying to shed all those tears,
but I fake a smile just to hide my fears.🧤
.
People say there are others who have worse things to go through.
They say I've a loving family and amazing friends to cheer me up.
Good grades and social status to keep my self esteem high.
And thats where they miss my problems,
leaving me to die.🧤
.
So I  put a fake  smile,
and so many filters from my side,
just to stop them from judging me.
I build a wall around me,
so high that you cant even peep inside.
I split myself into two personalities,
one that everyone reading this watches,
and the other that only the late night knows.🧤
.
I wish I could convince myself,
"Its okay to be weak somedays,
its normal to cry your heart out sometimes.
Its fine to be not bold enough to face the world.
Its normal to feel living as a struggle."
But convincing myself,
thats where I feel the trouble.🧤

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I wish you would've turned around and listened to me,
for the times you have bid me goodbyes.
My heart still waits for a soul,
who would listen to me
without making me refuse.
But I fake the strength again,
and put a fake smile outside.
I know I hide it well,
but I am dying from inside.🧤 Fake Smile 
By Meghna Chakraborty.
If u can relate to me, u might need help. 🖤
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Fake Smile

Looking myself at the mirror,
I hold the corners of my lips,
with my trembling fingertips,
and try to curve it into a smile.
But the muscles fall straight, again.🧤
.
My heart is burdened with so many words left unspoken,
but I choose to be silent.
I want to have a few people's company,
but I prefer to be alone.
My broken soul is dying to shed all those tears,
but I fake a smile just to hide my fears.🧤
.
People say there are others who have worse things to go through.
They say I've a loving family and amazing friends to cheer me up.
Good grades and social status to keep my self esteem high.
And thats where they miss my problems,
leaving me to die.🧤
.
So I  put a fake  smile,
and so many filters from my side,
just to stop them from judging me.
I build a wall around me,
so high that you cant even peep inside.
I split myself into two personalities,
one that everyone reading this watches,
and the other that only the late night knows.🧤
.
I wish I could convince myself,
"Its okay to be weak somedays,
its normal to cry your heart out sometimes.
Its fine to be not bold enough to face the world.
Its normal to feel living as a struggle."
But convincing myself,
thats where I feel the trouble.🧤

.
I wish you would've turned around and listened to me,
for the times you have bid me goodbyes.
My heart still waits for a soul,
who would listen to me
without making me refuse.
But I fake the strength again,
and put a fake smile outside.
I know I hide it well,
but I am dying from inside.🧤 Fake Smile 
By Meghna Chakraborty.
If u can relate to me, u might need help. 🖤
.
.
.
.
.