Reflections

As i look in the mirror.
i cry at what i see
all the things they say
reflected back at me

i wish i could tell them
its not alright,
and maybe if i was stronger
then i would fight

they have tortured me for so long
it must be time to let my feelings out,
they really haven't got a clue
what my life's about.

they all think i am happy,
if only they knew the truth,
they should try being me
then they would have proof.

yes i smile or a laugh at a joke
but behind it i cry
i don't know how to change this,
i don't understand why.

what have i done,
to deserve all this pain.
i beg god to let me die in my sleep,
but tomorrow it will be the same.

I'm am not a bad person,
well i try not to be
but why do they want me to change?
why cant i be me?