I'm not sure when it started or why it is so strong.
On the outside I seem happy. No one thinks anything's wrong.
But on the inside I am dying, screaming for someone to see
That the happy smile and carefree laugh is not the real me.
I've never been happy, not that I can recall.
Between the world and myself I've built up a wall.
I don't know why I'm like this; it makes no sense to me.
I actually come from a very close and loving family.
But even they have no idea of the hell I endure.
They think I'm happy and normal; of this I am sure.
I can't take it much longer; I can't live like this!
I want to feel truly happy; that is my biggest wish.
I need help, but who will help me? Who could comprehend?
Is there anyone out there who can help bring this to an end?
Or am I simply trapped, a prisoner of despair?
Am I really all alone? Is there no hope for me out there?
I'm so lost; please help me! I can't do this alone!
I need someone in my corner, a friend to call my own.
Please help me.
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