Words Don't Explain Much

I wish that you could be happy for once.
Just because you put on a smile, doesn't mean that you're okay.
You might say your happy, and you might pretend to be happy, but I know the truth.
And I know you're lying.
What pisses me off the most about you,
is that you don't stick up for yourself.
You're always telling everyone else to stick up for themselves.
For them not to be pushed around by people, or shoved away.
Well, you are a hipocryt because you wait until the last possible minute, you wait until it's too late.
I know that it's never too late to leave, but I still believe that you waited too long to open your mouth and defend yourself.
Don't say it's not true, because you know damn well it is. Why can't you be happy?
It's not a crime to have fun in life and it's not a crime to believe in yourself.
You are a big part of my life, and I hate seeing you like this.
Mona Lisa Smile, she was beautiful, she was lonely.
And every day when she left her house, she had to put on a smile to make people think that she was happy.
Mom, you do the exact same thing, you put on a smile so that people think you're happy, but I know that's not how it is.
Words don't explain much, but it's a start.