Smiles.

When I look at their smiles,
Envy  flips
A sudden reaction.
The emotion grips.

A deeper look,
And thoughts appear.
Putting myself in place.
Have they hidden fear?

We all carry bruises,
We all carry scars,
That infect our happiness.
History marrs.

We put on our faces.
We tackle today.
Our minds hold more,
Than our mouths care to say.