She hides so much behind her smile,
feelings she had before,
feelings she might have again.
Her wants for the future,
her fears of her past.
She's terrified of what might not happen,
She thinks so much,
forgets nothing.
She wonders what people see when they look at her,
wants to know what they think when they kiss her,
dies to be good enough for them
and part of her wishes she couldn't care less,
but she does and so she'll keep trying
to impress everyone who doesn't care,
casually ignoring those who do,
begging for love,
maybe never finding it
but always looking,
and so she'll smile,
and not let them know what she's thinking.