When?

When you smile are you happy?
or are you putting up a good front?
when you cry are you sad?
or are they tears of joy?
when you laugh, are you laughing at a joke?
or is it a laugh of disbelief?
when you sit alone at night, are you wondering what could be?
or looking at what is?
when you go to sleep at night, are you dreaming of what you want?
or having nightmares of what is?
when you travel to work everyday, are you wishing your life was as smooth and peaceful as the road?
or are you wondering whats waiting for you when you get home?
when you look at me, do you see the happy carefree girl standing before you?
or do you see through my act and see the real me?
do you see the confused, depressed girl?
with all the bad memories and horrible stories?
or do you turn away and hope she'll disappear?
when you look in the mirror, do you see the outside of you thats brave?
or do you see the inside of you thats hurt and scarred?
because the mum that i see is brave and only when he see's you cry will he know what he has put us through.