Fake Smiles

Fake Smiles, they are like putting on make up,
Red lipstick, pink blush, eye shadow.
Making a mask of it, trying to hide the shouts of the tears,
But we forget that a fake smile or the make up paints the floating tears,
Blood red, blue berry purple highlighting the tear.
We pretend we are all right, forcing the lips to push the cheeks towards the eyes.
Trying to cage the tears, shutting the tears inside, covering their mouths to convert their each scream to a polite whisper.
But after all is this correct?
We can prison our tears inside, letting the fake smile touch our lips but we forget that a caged one shouts more, asking for help, trying it's best to be free, to hurt you, not giving up, and at the end freeing itself up, free from the bond of the eyes, jumping down from the eye lashes, running free, kicking on the make up.
Trying it's best to look at the world and never looking back to that cage of eyes.
And at last you were abortive, abortive in caging a little drop of water, you lost the battle against the world,you have been self defeated, thinking you are a loser, why did you cage your pearls, why didn't​ you scream, why did you faked the smile and why were you afraid of the world's sympathy.