Why is it that you can make everyone around you smile; yet why am I the only one who is crying inside? I don't want to see or hear the truth, because I know it'll just cut me deeper inside. So I'm going to pretend that I'm just the ignorant, naive and silly girl you once knew, and keep that smile up on my face whenever we meet. Little do you know how much I’m grieving inside, the pain from the broken heart, how much I yearn to be just like everyone else, and just smile from the bottom of my heart along with you.