They say I am strong,
But I am just a hypocrite who doesn't want the world to see how miserable I feel.
They say I am brave,
But I am just pretending, they do not know how fear is consuming every inch of me.
They think I do not need help,
But they just do not know how I wanted to reach out to them each time I fall.
They think I am kind,
I just wanted them to see how I wanted the world to treat me.
They think I am ok,
They just can't see the bruises and cuts I am desperately trying to hide.
They are afraid of me...
They just do not know that I am more than scared of myself than anyone else.
Next time you see me,
Look past beyond my smile.
Look at me in the eyes
To see the world I am trying to hide.