Visages

These days I have become pretty good at
Smiling, all the time
Everyone says I look so happy
Everyone says I am a jolly person
Everyone says I have such a positive outlook
And that smile, it never fades

I envision someone coming to me,
And say, "I saw your mask crack",
Asking me if I am okay
I imagine that someone, knows me well enough
To know that I am feigning

But, no one around me bothers
To know what's going inside
No one seems to even think
That I probably cry myself to sleep each time
No one thinks of me

But, maybe I am the one wrong here
Isn't it me who is pretending?
Shouldn't I ask for help?
Shouldn't it be me who opens herself?
But again, don't people know its hard to do so?

So, here’s another post of #BookBits based on the quote:

“Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”

Excited to see, who guesses the book!!