The Masquerade

People think that I have it all,

But they know nothing, nothing at all.

So now I laugh to hide my tears,

The tears that I gain from my fears.

You may think I'm too young to know such.

If this is so, you know nothing much,

For I have bared so much pain,

Pain I just wish could be washed in the rain.

I hide a lot, too much I mask.

To tell these things is too much to ask.

For I am ripped, broken inside,

At least it's not that hard to hide.

The tears I shed from my eyes

Are the hopes I had, the hopes that died,

The hope that happiness could be made

To forever stop this masquerade.