LIAR

When people look at me they usually see,
A young happy girl wild, and carefree,
If only they knew I was living a lie,
Because deep down inside I just want to die,
Can't anyone see it's all just an act,
And really inside I am broken and cracked,
Theres nobody that cares enough to even try,
So I wait til night and I break down, and cry,
So until someone tries to figure me out,
I'll lay in my bed,
And scream to myself