The poor boy who could not smile anymore.

He was, at first sight, an ordinary boy
with friends, family and hobbies, the lot.
But though he looked normal, he knew little joy.
For laughing, even smiling, was one thing he could not.

Yet once, years ago, smiling for him wasn't hard.
He was so in love then, that he smiled all the day.
But one day the girl not only broke his heart
but also forever took his happy face away.

Even those few times he felt happy inside
his facial expression was always so sad
that everyone who saw him asked him who died.
It was that misunderstanding that drove the lad mad.

For his friends over time all got depressed
and soon disappeared, leaving not a trace.
Causing the boy to become maniacally obessed
with putting a smile upon his sour face.

All day and all night he tried and tried more
using all he could find, from make-up to paint,
'til his lips and cheecks were bruised and sore.
But despite all his efforts, a real smile it ain't.

Sick of his sad and lonely life, he decided to flee.
And with the gun in his mouth, he blew off his chin.
Oh, how happy he would have been to see
he now pushed his last breath past a beautiful grin.