• Everyone can see who I appear to be,
    But only a few know the real me.
    You can only see what I choose to show.
    There's so much behind this smile and
    These brown eyes you just don't know.
    I tried to show it once,
    And got my heart broken.
    Now I hide behind what people think of me,
    I hide behind fake smiles.
    I'm sick of trying.
    I'm smiling,
    But on the inside,
    I've been dying.
    You may not know what the truth is,
    Only a few do.
    You need to learn that look's aren't ever the truth.
    You may think you know who I am,
    But you have never had a clue.