Smiling

What is a smile but a lift of the mouth?

What makes a smile real?

Is it happiness?

I just don't understand

Why can't I smile a real smile?

Sometimes I'm happy

So why can't I really smile

Am I missing something?

That something that makes a true smile

If so how do I get it?

Or do I just not deserve it

I could understand that

But why?

Why does that simple lift of the mouth hurt so much?

It pains me but I keep it on my face

Because I want other people to smile

Because maybe if I see a real smile enough times

I'll be able to create one of my own

But until then my smile is still fake

And it still hurts

I still want to cry every time I lift the corners of my mouth

Because I just don't understand

I've seen happy people with fake smiles

I've seen sad people with real ones

So tell me this

What is a smile but a lift of the mouth?

A poem about depression and smiles. Hope someone likes it.