SKiN dEeP sMiLeS

In pictures you\'d never be able to tell,
That inside I\'m a living hell.
The stilled smiles are only skin deep.
You could not tell by looking at my face..all the secrets I keep.
School, boys, family, and friends.
It goes on and on the list will never end.
Everything in my life seems to be falling apart.
Every boy I meet likes to break my heart.
Smarts I once had, have seem to have faded away.
Then,I wonder where God is as.. I begin to pray.
Asking why does he not listen.. when he hears my lost voice,
or why does he not help me from making the wrong choice.
Where did the life go... that I once used to live?
Wheres the happy presence I once used to give?
Everything seems so confusing and so strange.
It\'s so hard to live with to much change,
and dealing with this much rage.