I'm not happy,
but you can't see that.
Because when you look at me,
you will see me laughing;
you will see me smiling.
You don't see the sadness in me.
You don't see me crying.
You don't hear me screaming for help.
I hide behind a smile.
A fake smile.
I can't hide forever.
Soon I'll have to face the facts.
The facts of my unhappy life.
And then you'll see,
that these smiles were all fake.
i can relate to this so much. seems i do exactly this everyday.
Nice poem. I've written something like this before, a couple years back. It was so easy for me to hide behind a smile I had pasted to my face, no one could see past it.. and even after a while neither could I. I suppose it was about then I had to help myself rather then pull myself down. You might think people can't see the pain.. but some can... Your eyes tell a different story then a fake smile.
Take care.