The Real Me

I'm the kind of girl that what you see is not what you get.
I do a lot of things you would not expect.
That smile you see at school might not be real,
I might not reflect the way I truly feel.
Looking at that smile and hearing that laugh
You would not think it's only part of me, maybe only half.
I seem happy on the outside
But when I really think about it all i just wanna hide
I don't really express my feeling through tears
I've learned it's not worth it through the years
Crying solves nothing, but sometimes it's hard not to.
then you just have to say "I'm going to make it through"