• All you see is a happy girl
    one with no problems,
    no worries.
    But do you know
    how on the inside I break?
    Can you see past me?
    You don't even know me.
    As I smile,
    my heart breaks.
    You think that I have a good life,
    but can you see past the
    fake smile I forced?
    If you think you understand
    how much I hurt,
    you can't even try to
    understand.
    Have youever felt to be so close
    only to have it ripped away
    from your grasp?
    Have you ever tried to listen,
    only listen,
    to what someone has to say
    about themselves?
    Did you ever try to think
    about why they are so happy?
    So cheerful?
    It could be that they
    are trying to keep
    what they have bottled inside
    a secret.
    Those poeple are hurt