Smile

I always wear smile on my face, because kindness has always been my best disguise It grabs your attention, keeps you oblivious to the murder in my eyes. My smile is a clever tool, for it makes you think I'm harmless If only you could see the ways I've imagined torturing you and watching you die. Your death brings me pleasure, and knowing it's by my hands adds so much to the thrill You should be grateful that my thoughts and dreams are the only places in which I kill. The animal in me is definitely something you never want to meet Because that would end with me smiling over you, splattered with your blood, listening to your fading heartbeat. I would strip down your barriers with my innocent smile, and with smooth words gain your trust All to make you a broken pawn in my sick game that I play to satisfy my bloodlust. After capturing you, I would let you think you had a chance, telling you I'd only keep you for a couple days In reality, the only reason I would let you even live that long is to have fun torturing you in many different ways. You think it's fun now, pissing me off as if it's nothing but a joke, and that's really fine I'll sit back with my mask on, and act like you aren't about to cross a certain line. Unknown to you there will come a time when I get fed up and won't take anymore And I'll let that animal out so you can meet her and the smile to die for.