What I Let You See... And What's Inside

You think I’m happy
You think I’m all jokes and games
My childish character you read right into
And you can’t get past my humor

Everyone has done the same
Assumed I was fine because I smiled the most
Can’t get past my laughter and my jokes
You’ll never see who I am inside

A person wasting her life away
Waiting for something…. Waiting for anything
A girl with a dark heart trying to make things right
But never getting anything right

I laugh the loudest to cover all my cries
I smile the most so you won’t see my scars
I make so many jokes so you won’t ask me why
I try the most so others think I know what’s best

You and everyone has believed that mirror image
Of a happy person that knows no pain
I have acted so much that sometimes I believe it
But then I feel the pain and the hunger inside

The child in me cries out in pain
Telling me to “stop playing games
One day this mirror will brake
What then?”

What then?
Maybe… Finally all those who miss read me
Will understand why I tried to help them so much
By helping you maybe I can finally help myself

….. Since everyone can only see my mirrored image