The joys of life

Happiness is foreign to me.
I still dont know of kind.
If someone wanted to care for me
I truly wouldnt mind.

I dont know what laughter means.
I dont know when to laugh or why.
To you this may seem rather obscene
but all my laughs are lies.

Love seems too surreal for me
I can feel it only in my dreams.
If only dreams were reality
Id know what being loved means.

A smile is something I havent achieved
for months or even years.
You might find it hard to believe
I can smile through my tears.

If only life were a fairy tale
I wouldnt have to live a lie.
Maybe then I could finally unveil
The girl I am inside.