Behind every smile a hidden tear

have thee not being greeted or
have thee not greeted anyone 'How are you?'
yet have thee not being responded 'Fine thank you' or
have thee not responded 'fine thank you'

however not every smile some happiness at heart
so nice, so very nice like the morning sun
those rosy flowers
those happy chipping birds
behind every smile, a hidden tear

the cry on his shoulders
the tears and sorrow
who cares?
just taken for granted' fine thank you'
no one could thee nor him turning to
no helping hands
keeping up the straight face
keeping his pride
but behind every smile.....

have thee not being sitted or
do thou ever invite him to sit
that sorrow mood...
down trodden with burdens
by thee to share the tears
the heart breaks lending ears to listen
in compassion to say 'I am with you'
'I understand'

yet as always 'Fine thank you'
and parted
as if every thing is okay
thus bespeak those days of darkness
too dark, too cold into the chilling bones
just in thy loneliness to cry
who is there thy tears to dry?
likewise he who is alone
never see the happy sun
behind every smile a hidden tear
but' How are you?'
'Fine thak you