Every smile that she bore
Masked some emotions and fears.
Behind it, lay a plethora of,
Unspoken words and feelings.
Her soul remained sealed
Beneath the deceptive smile you see.
The mirror was her soul sister,
As she revealed the bruises to her.
Some external, some internal,
Which she concealed with the smile so bright.
The mirror too played her role,
Of being the secret keeper.
She held the key to her soul and
Locked her worries in that smile.
Those unspoken words,
Have the power to destroy the world.
Should they remain masked forever?
Or just shatter into pieces?