A smile

That annoying, trademark grin

is still on her mind
not fading from memory,
that lone grin still visible
like the cheshire cat's

What's behind that smirk?
What's always been behind it?
Why has it always annoyed
and made her uneasy at the same time?

It's a grin that shuts you out
Lips pressed together, small and mean
Laughing at you not with you
some kind of mask

to hide thoughts or feelings
somehow guilt-tinged.