I miss my old life when I could fell I could cry and be free.

Smile

The smiles aren't real,
The smiles are fake,
They are distant tricks,
That like to play,
It might just be me,
With my misery.

It's good to feel,
Feel a fresh start,
And wear a true smile,
From a true happy heart.

Love

Love is hard believe,
It's so strong,
But can make you so weak.