Behind the Mask

To everyone, I'm such a happy young girl.

There's more to me than what meets the foolish eye.

I love nothing more than to care for people.

It breaks my heart to see the naive and angers it to see the greedy.

I have made all these plans for my future

I know that plans don't always work out.

I do my best to treat everyone with kindness and respect.

I tend to feel forgotten, and some days even cast out.

I hope to someday be loved by someone I love.

Outside of the love for my family, I don't know what love is.

I could smile all day and seem happy all the way.

Inside my heart, I'm crying, possibly dying.

Is there possibly a way out from behind this mask?

I want to be myself,

But myself is such a broken person,

And a broken person can't make others smile

Or make lives seem worthwile.