People think I have a happy life
They have no idea of my strife
My life is like an over-sized lie
I am living and breathing this lie
Watching my friends day after day
Knowing how things are going this way
Not telling them how I feel
Or how I can’t tell what is real
This blur called life will end
The question is when
Using sarcasm to hide my true thoughts
Hoping they won’t see through and I won’t be caught
Sarcasm is my mask that I use to hide
I use it as a vice to keep my pride
As revolting as it may sound to you
It’s the fact that I’m telling you
I hide my true self from this world
Hoping no one will see the scared, frightened girl
I like this. I relate people tend to think that I am perfect too and happy but underneath i tend to be very depressed and screwed up!!!