Troubled teen

I am but a troubled teen,
That never says what I mean.
I hide my feelings deep inside,
So people won't judge me by what I hide. 
I fly through life,
you ask me 'why?'
I'll say because I'm not ready to get hurt again..
the pain stays inside.
It never hides. 
I feel like everyone sees a pretty face,
noone sees the real me.
They never look deeper than they can see.
That's why noone ever knows what I've been through,
and I guess I'll stay a troubled teen untill someone
takes the time to look inside of me....