You think I’m happy but I’m really not. My smile must be the best lie that I’ve got.
Yes, you, girl, sparkle and shine and you’re hiding it underneath a broken smile and letting your heartache get to you.
You watch her walk down the hall, big smile, laughing, seems so happy. You’d never guess that she goes home and cries herself to sleep every night.
When I look around I think this is good enough and I try to laugh at whatever life brings because when I look down, I just miss all of the good stuff and when I look up I just trip over things.
You all think I got everything, that I’m a nice girl with a smile always on her face. I ain’t that, alright? You don’t know me at all. In this world I don’t know my place. I’m sad and depressed and I don’t have anywhere to fall.
You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside the shoes of a girl like me who doesn’t have a thing to lose. Could you step in my shoes and walk just a mile and after all the hurt still manage to smile?
When I’m all alone at home I just cry. I wish that I could just lie like I’m happy but I can’t fight this hurt inside.
You asked me what was wrong and I said nothing but as you turned around a tear ran down my cheek as I whispered, “Everything..”
When it hurts so much what can I do? When everything is wrong what should I do? When everyone is fake what should I think? The only thing that’s always there for me is sorrow.
You can fake a smile for everyone else but you’ll never hide the truth from yourself.
When she cries, the makeup runs from her eyes and she spills the truth about how she feels inside.
You can’t see I’m hurting. You’re too blind to notice my pain. It feels like everyone is sitting in sunshine while I’m drowning in the rain.
When someone asks me what’s wrong, and I say fine, I don’t want them to walk away. I want them to grab me as I walk away, and say, “I know you better than that.”