These tears you see falling are my heart on my
sleeve,
I'm dying on the inside, but the outside is all you
see
I can put on a fake smile that is your faulty
reality,
I can alter my perception of who you think is
me
I have all the things that make others happy
looking at my situation can fill someone with
jealousy
but deep inside I'm broken where no one else can see,
I hide the wounds by laughing to cover my
frailty
So many different experiences formed my personality,
some were good and some were just major tragedies
I don't want to go back again, it's all too hard for
me
so, I put on a plastic smile and pretend just to be