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Why do I pretend,
Keep a smile on my face,
Fool the world but not myself,
Say lies in place of truth.
Why do I confuse,
Not understand myself,
Do things I soon regret,
And force myself to endure.
Why do I not speak,
Of horrors in my heart,
Keep them to myself,
To tear my insides apart.
Why do I cry,
For everyone else's smiles,
Stay in this confusion,
For someone else's joy.
Why do I insist,
On doing this right now,
Forcing myself to be ready,
When truthfully i'm not sure.
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