I Think of All

I think of all my problems,
I think of all my pains,
I think of all my sorrows,
Until I go insain.

I think of all the smiles I've worn,
 whitch hides the sorrow underneath.
No one seems to notice, that I go through
so much grief.

My tears seem to keep flowing,
Inside my tired eyes.
Each time I want to tell you.
My words come out as lies...