Smile

Do you see my smile? Or is it upside down smile? Because I don't feel myself smile. I feel like the smile is turning upside down. Sometimes I wonder do I feel anything at all. Too many emotions in me. Don't know what a smile looks like. I feel like I smile. But then I look behind my eye. Is a different picture. It is like someone or something controls my motion. But my heart confused me. It takes me on my journey. When I overflow with motion. I write so I can clear my mind. When I talk. Nothing coming out. But when I write words and motions come out. I feel like when I write is a new kind of motion. Because this is the kind of motion I want. But I have to give it all to myself. With every word in my heart. This feeling has put a smile on my face. I don't have to hide behind a fake smile. I can smile with feeling. Do I want to hide? Or be the person I was meant to be. My smile can be fake or real. But when I write there is a smile at the end of the words. I want to feel motion. Only true feelings come within. No one sees the feeling I get when I write. Maybe my words with motion show you. The first and last thing that keeps me going is a positive mind. But my faith is being tested. Because my feelings take me on