Why are they happy,
When I'm sad?
How can they ignore my feelings,
When they are needed the most?
I listen to their hopes and dreams,
Why do they not listen to mine?
I understand their problems,
And try to help them;
But no one can help me.
They think I am happy,
They do not see the mask behind which I hide.
They laugh when I'm in tears,
Things are funny to them -
But not to me.
How do I get rid of this mask?
This thing they don't see or recognize.
What am I hiding from?
Why must I cover my feelings?
And why am I so scared,
That they will find out what I am feeling?
I never thought that you would ever be the one to let me down. I guess that just goes to show how wrong I always am.