Chelsea Smile.

Do you see my pretty smile,
Smiling from ear to ear?
Must mean I'm extremely happy,
Or does it really, dear?

A permanent smile to go with lies,
The blood rushes down my face.
Now no one can tell if I'm sad
Because of this smile I cannot erase.

My smile will someday fade,
But will never be completely gone.
For the scars will still remain,
And this happy charade will live on.