I don’t like smiling faces
What I mean is
I don’t like faces that smile all the time.
They put the obvious under a veil
shielding away the demands of their body;
they turn a close eye
to the fact of the time.
The stretch of their muscles
give away a suppressed sigh,
their defeat to fight a white lie.
I like faces that cry often
and give away with a million screams
the desires of their body
and their mental well being.
Those faces hold a truth
we often deny.
The wicked smirks and the crooked smiles,
those are the faces that never lie.
They know what they feel
without justifying- why
Their laughs are effortless,
just like their uncontrolled cries.
I like faces that give away the lie.