Relearning How to Smile
Back in the day,
I only had to play.
Each day began anew,
never was I blue.
How I wish for a return,
to the days I could smile.
Wish I could turn a dial,
and be back in the past,
where my happiness seemed to last.
But it's not to be.
Fot that time has gone,
never again to see the dawn
Instead I'm trapped in a maze,
surrounded by a despair filled haze.
Too scared to ask for help,
don't want to face the ridicule,
Have to pretend it's all cool.
Will you think of me any less,
If it's really all a mess?
Can't seem to sort everything out.
Maybe one day,
I'll find the way
(Or perhaps I've known all the while)
of relearning how to smile.
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