Strong

People say that we are "strong" but are we really?
Do we actually hide behind the lie, "I'm fine."
Sometimes we are strong and put on a smile.
Sadly things don't tend to last to long.

Depression kicks in and makes us gloomy.
Anger is hard to hold inside and sometimes we explode.
Suicide could runs through our mind and make us cry.
But even when we deal with this...we are still strong.

We go on with our day as if nothing is on our minds.
We go on with the act of happiness.
We go on with a fake smile on our faces.
We go on because we are strong.