The Smiling Doll

January 31, 2012
I feel the rush of wind,
The heat of flame,
The sturdiness of the ground,
And coolness of water,

Being alone can be scary,
But for me it is most soothing,
I do not like the cramped feeling
Of being around people,

Every one is expecting me to smile
All the time,
My muscles around my mouth
Begin to burn,

When I stop smiling they
Ask are you mad? Are you sad?
It just shows they don’t know me,
Just because I don’t smile doesn’t mean I’m not

This is why I don’t like people,
They expect you to be a smiling
Doll all the time,
I am not a doll

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