The curve of my lips does not tell you anything

I cry a million tears when I am happy,
overwhelmed
a little crazy too
I can feel the emotion trying to exit my body
In the form of fireworks

I am bathing in the moments I want to preserve forever
The smell of Vanilla enters my senses
just like the garden, I enter
to touch the flowers,
I feel it more
feel every moment
like it will be my last
I am not smiling as I walk across the hallway
I feel the air hit my hair
I am the happiest I have ever been
The curve of my lips
Does not speak millions

I was crying the other day
without shedding tears
forcing myself to smile at people
trying to cover up my inner fear
fear of being exposed
I smiled more than I had ever

We spend too much time seeking happiness
Forget how difficult times lead us to something greater
But not every smile is genuine
and we can be great at hiding our emotions
inside a box away from everyone