Put on a happy face
make it shine and glow
Bring a smile to that face
It's easy its hopeful
To smile is easy
takes less muscles then a frown

But it hurts to move
my face is stuck
I've been made of porcalain
And rust
A brownish mess
Dreams well spent
Left out to long
Just to relax
Here enjoy a bong

In out
deep breaths
Thats all it takes
To calm somebody down
But how can I be calm
I'm slowly crumbling
My porcalain is shattered
The most that filled me
is all dried up

And with a tortured fate
I finally
shove a smile on my face
As the end draws near
I am carried away
Just like dust in the wind

All that's left is a whisper
A whisper of tomorrow
A dream hellbent for the sun
To burst and break
The cracked and polluted skin
But for now
the glow grows dull
The paint chips away and all that's left
is the mask of today
Just to start another day