Lack of Light Behind Her Eyes

She is an expert at arranging her face
So that her thoughts are not seen through her eyes
She can laugh and smile to mask the fact
That she actually is broken inside

Her inside is merely an abandoned, old house
Littered with glass and covered in mould
It's not very pretty, and no one else knows
Because she'd rather bluff, than fold

But some found the house, abandoned and cold
Standing alone on the top of a street
They brought in supplies, and rebuilt the house
Until it could stand, proud and complete

She thought they wouldn't notice her broken-down house
Or the lack of light behind her eyes
But there were people who loved her and they couldn't be fooled
By the joker of her disguise.