Why do people think they understand my pain
they know nothing, they think from it I gain
My outside shell is happy and gay
but I think about suicide everyday
I seem like I complain about my past
people suffer worse but still they last
If life were easy faith wouldn't be needed
With God I know I've pleaded
Tears can't be shown
my father made that known
I hold back and hide my feelings
no one knows that fake me they're seeing
Love is the answer to my hurts
I sit here and watch silently from my perch
I quietly observ the passers by
knowing they have no clue I want to die
I'm always smiling and saying hi
on the inside all I do is cry
Sometimes it's like all I do is fight
I hate it but love it, my thoughts at night
Tears can't be shown
my father made that known
I hold back and hide my feelings
no one knows that fake me they're seeing
