“Smile!”

I force the corners of my mouth upwards

Wary of opening my mouth

I laugh with my mouth covered

Carefully hiding those “pearly whites”

I stare at myself in the mirror

Inspecting my teeth

Stained

Crooked

Imperfect

How can I possibly smile with these?

But why shouldn’t I?


“You have a beautiful smile.”

“I know.”


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