Don't Judge A Book By It's Cover

What am i?
Fun, happy, bold?
Unable to cry?
Is that what you see when you look at me?

You actually believe me when i say Im ok?
That Im unaffected by what you say
Yet i wait to hear from you
Waiting day after day

Fragile, brittle, hurt
Confused, betrayed and in pain
Lied to an broken
Tainted with an unwashable stain

Your words repeated in my mind
Was it all a lie?
And when silence is all i hear
I curl up in my empty bed and cry

My heart slowly splinters and cracks
Tear spill down my face
I\'m not what you think
Shouldnt judge me in the first place

You want to make it all stop
But i dont want your sympathy
You dont understand
And i cant make you see

You are what i want and need
I am something you can pick and choose
You only have to decide whether or not
Im something you want to use...