There are things people do
and things people say
they sensibly believe
make me feel better.
But they make me feel worse.
And worse.
And worse.
And worse.
All I can do is paint a smile for them.
And paint.
And paint.
And paint.
I am an artist.
Whatever I Feels Like Writing 
Maybe you should paint something different, and let the real smiles out. Beautifully written by the way!
Thank you.
This one, clever it is.
Thank you.