My smile hides my tears.

My laugh hides my screams.

It’s been this way for years.

Things aren’t as they seem.

I always seem so happy.

With not a care in the world.

But you should know, sadly

Many things go untold.

Nobody really knows me.

They only know my cover.

But I wish I could let it free.

Let them know what’s under.

But instead, I practice

My smiles in the mirror.

Then the next thing I do is

Make my fake laugh clearer.

What is wrong? You need help?

Is all they will ask.

So I have decided

To live behind a mask.