My face feels strained
It is a smile that has been trained
I put it out there as a distraction
It acts as attraction
People are drawn to it
They don’t know what to do with it
Should she be happy?
Her life seems so crappy
Who is to say?
Why do some people get to play?
Her sky should be gray
She has been through a lot
But we’re all she’s got
Give her a hand
Show her this new land
She has fresh eyes
That haven’t been realized
Her vision is pure
Though she is unsure
Her smile hides her fear
But her mission is clear
Show the world your face
Claim your rightful place

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