Smiles



Walking around with weary smiles,
Tired, exhausted, but with bleary smiles,

Pushed, shoved, to the breaking point,
Yet she took it all in with teary smiles.

She saw the world go by, with a sigh,
Feeling like topiary; smiles.

Living in a caged hell, terrified,
Hiding her scars, with dreary smiles.

Filled with envy, for the kids outside,
With innocent hearts and cheery smiles.

All she wanted was to say 'ta-ra',
But she ploughed through, with beery smiles.






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