The Death of Goody Two-Shoes

People take one glance at me then think they know me
But they don't even know my real face!
The smiling person is just a facade I wish to get rid of
I get so tired of acting good and sweet!
For once I want to be the cruel one
I want to make the jerks cry and hate themselves!
I want them to slip into the hollow madness
Will they be able to handle it for as long as I have?
They can try, but I don't think they will
Look at me as they sink into darkness
This heartless smile is my real face