fake smiles, real tears
so many things in so little time,
how do you deal, what do you do?
all of these things taking much of your mind,
storming, swarming, confusing, consuming,
making it hard to live, to be.
one problem ends, another begins,
when did this start? will it ever end?
when can i be me again?
i'm tired of going around pretending
i'm just like everyone else.
fake smiles fade, real tears begin
when no one else is there.
if they saw me now, would they believe
that this is what they never see?
that this is really the real me?
this mess of a girl they've never known,
the one who no one wants to know.
Friday, Dec. 06, 2002 - 4:22 pm