A/N: Caught myself smiling inadvertantly in class this morning, so i decided to write about it. Interpret it in any way you wish...it's a poem about smiling. Just about a smile. Not about why I was smiling. You never know...I could have been smiling because the teacher could have said something remarkably stupid...i could have been thinking about the weekend...or my little brother Nicky...or maybe it's a guy...

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Smile

Smile.
I can't stop smiling,
won't stop smiling.
Smile,
It makes people wonder what you're thinking.
What is a smile?
Is it just a five letter word,
the work of muscles,
an expression?
Smile.
Is there more to a smile?
Does it come from the inside
or from the outside?
Is it a happy emotion that emerges
onto the surface of your face?
Smile.
Is it a gift
meant to share with others?
It certainly brightens people's days.
It's contagious,
it's inspiring.
Smile.
Is it a mask
to conceal what lies hidden?
To keep everyone unsuspecting,
of any trouble,
of any pain?
Smile.
Just smile.
But what is a smile?