Me.

I am the girl who cries at night.
The one who puts on a smile in the darkness.
Who wants you to think she's right.
Because right now her life's a total mess.

I will give you all sorts of advice.
Tell you everything will work out.
Even though things for me aren't nice.
I'll pretend to smile and hide my pout.

I have lost myself in all the fakeness.
My person is no longer there.
Hope and faith there is getting to be less.
Still don't expect me to share.

I will tell you my opinion and my thoughts.
But I won't tell you what I'm feeling.
For peoples respect I constantly fought.
So excuse me if my eyes are peeling.

I'll get mad when you ask me what's wrong.
If you ask if I am alright.
Because I'm the one who needs to be strong.
Fighitng what seems like an endless fight.

I don't do public disaster well.
I do not cry at times of sorrow.
I keep it in like a shell.
And let it out tomorrow.

I am the girl who found love and lost it.
Gave it up because I couldn't handle it.
And now I am paying for what I have done.
And another mans heart shall never be won.