It may look like I'm happy,
I'm not.
If it seems like I have everything,
I don't.
I may act big and smart,
I'm not.
I put on a fake smile so people won't see that I'm broken
I'm like a glass doll with cracks all over,
But hides them so no one see
I put on a mask to hide the monster underneath
I hide my tears so no one will feel sorrow
One little thing can hurt me and send me to Neverland
Where I can fly with Peter Pan and the Lost Boys
