I laugh and I act and I'm me,
I'm everything that everyone wants me to be.
I smile and I lie and i'm me,
doing what everyone wants of me.

I'm happy,and nice, and nothing is ever wrong,
inside of my head--nothing but happy thoughts.
When you look at me, what do you see?
Nothing but a piece of photography.

Because what you don't understand,
Is you don't know the real me.
The one who has always been
hurt-ing, cry-ing, scream-ing.

The one that's been locked away,
deep inside his own misery.
The one that wants nothing more than to,
have someone set him free.

But I laugh and I act and I'm me,
I'm everything that everyone wants me to be.
I smile and I lie and I'm me,
doing what everyone wants of me.

I'm happy, and nice, and nothing is ever wrong,
or at least, that's what YOU think.
When you look at me I know what you really see,
is just some dumb, ugly, freak.

And deep inside, I hear you all laughing at me,
but it's ok, i'm so far gone, that i'm laughing too.

But it doesn't end there, at least not for me,
Because that kid is still trapped in his misery,
Waiting for someone to set him free,
Unable to see that all along,
He's always had the keys.