i taped a smile to my face

You took the clear, wrapping tape

From our highest shelf.

Pressed it on my mouth's corners,

And did the same thing to yourself.

Forever dimples showing up

Keeping us from appearing hostile

People always like the feeling

Of someone forcing a smile.

Our skin is stretched upwards

A drooly line of depression

A curved slope of a

Predetermined expression.

But when we return home

And our tape has worn away

Our true emotions can spill

After a fake, selfless day.

The tape has stained my face now

And I'm left with streaks of tears

But I'm happy you've been thinking

I was happy, for all these years.