A smile...

I’m in so much pain, yet it’s hushed to the world.
 
You look at me and see that smiling girl.
 
Hurt is easy to hide, but to my demise when you realize all the lies you just cry.
 
Cry a river that flows so sincere, It doesn’t flow linear instead as though a volcano has erupted like mount Vesuvius.
 
Covering your Pompeii in a stinging fire that won’t burn out, but instead lets it annihilate everything that’s comes to path.  
 
A women’s heart scorned needs to be adorned for if not...
 
Must you know?