She......

She, who you see
is not really me.

she is what i want you to believe,
everything i can be.

but underneath this smile
there is a frown
'cos really my heart is buried 6 foot underground

troubles, like mud
lay heavy on that heart
but the vision i project
seems so care free
you really would never know
just what's troubling me.

She,
only wants to be
every woman she can, you see.

but in this sorrow
she feels so alone
everyone sees how much she has grown

"she will pull through" is what they all say
little do they know
she wakes crying everyday.

with every ounce
she has used to fight
to stop her heart from taking flight

away from the reality
where i can still let you see
she, who you like to think i can be.