Submissions by optomistic

I'm a girl who's happy because the
Word sounds conviencing. "Put on that smile,girl." Hm,smile. Ahh yes, that's what keeps me hidden from the nonsense attention.

I walk into a risky room. There's traps everywhere. I don't know what turn or move I should make. I panic. Start turning around , but I stop myself... I see a happy "me" when I take one last look. I tell myself it won't hurt to try. So I go. I go back into a risky , dark room full of my wants and desires.