She smiles always
She never cries
You wood never think she held so much in side
To the outside only she is so rejoiced
But behide her mask lies so many lies
In her mind is where she really thinks things though
In her mind she is not loved, too fat, and hated by yes you
She can’t stand who she is
She wishes she could be someone new
She hates her life of being lonely
If only there was someone to talk to
She wish she wood die
But from there what wood she does.
She want to run but no where to run to
So all she can do is just take it all in from you.
