Where does my heart lay, when I put my head to rest.
Another day has passed me by, just like it was a test.
I sometimes look up towards the stars and wish that I could be,
someone other than myself, who's better than just me.
I cant accept the way I am, no matter how hard I try.
The feelings I keep down inside they make me want to cry.
The smile I put up on my face, is just a mascarade,
like a grand facade I've made, a game that must be played.
Each day I wonder where I'll be,and what will become of me.
Sometimes rhyming helps to ease my fears and helps me to feel free.