On the Inside

Am I suppose to feel this alone? Like I have nobody there for me Nobody on my side No one to understand what I feel like I hold it all inside It’s nothing to be seen, in fact I hide it well But this true desperation wants me to tell. Who do I tell? Will any human understand... That the laughter I hear will hurt me in the end? It does not make sense, the words that you hear but if you looked in my mind your judgment would change Because my actions mislead what you think you would find.