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I wonder what people
think of me sometimes.

I hope they say:
“That girl is really quiet,
but she seems nice.
She always smiles
at everyone.”

I wish somebody
would want to know
what’s behind my smile.

I wish they would ask
“Why are you so happy
all the time,
but yet never
say a word to anyone?”

Then I would tell them,
my smile’s fake.
It’s a front so you
won’t see the real me.

If you looked into my eyes,
you would see
how much I’ve cried.

You would know
that I avoid conversation
because I think
you don’t care
how I really am.

You would realize
how alone I am
and that I isolate myself
so you won’t see my tears.