They don't know me at all
I smile as I walk down the hall
everyone thinks I'm so happy, no worries
but they don't know me at all
In side I'm screaming, fighting demons
like I'm wearing a mask
Everyone thinks I'm always am happy,
but I never truly am, and when I am it doesn't last
When I don't smile people notice
they ask me "What's wrong?"
But I can't tell them "I haven't been happy all along"
My emotions are like a raging river,
always different always changing,
and I don't know what to do
but I can't tell people, they won't under stand
I'll just end up saying "I wish I was you"
I have no where to turn, no open door to go in
do I honestly, even, have any friends?
They say "there's a light at th end of the tunnel,"
but you have to make it half way through the tunnel to see the end
My emotions are like sugar, spiriling down a funnel
they brake apart, rarely sticking together
I smile as I walk down the hall
Everyone thinks I'm so happy
but they don't know me at all
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