Wanting to be known

Sitting here in the dark, wanting and wishing for something else. waiting to have a normal life.
a family that loves, and cares.

no one knows you inside, your just a fake that lives among others. known as a happy outgoing person but really you want to open up and cry.

to sit in a corner head down low and cry. you want the truth out but no one believes. called a fake, your screams and heart trying to break free.

why is life so hard, why do people just not see. why cant i open up and let the world see me