#WritcoPoemChallenge
The smile on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I feel...
It not an impose on my face,
it frankly to feel it....
Some day I'll be a good,
Some day I'll be bad,
But so far as good on, my smile is real,
It bears corroborate to how I feel....
I always trusting my smile,
And my smile is always trusting me.....
It feel like a frimament,
It smells like a mint....
And when I die
Just look up at the stars
And "smile",
Maybe I'll fall for you then too...
The smile on my face is real,
It bears witness to how I feel....