I've always been full of nervous energy, but I'm not really as happy as I seem.
There's a lot of people out here faking a smile on their face like they got it together but inside actually suffering from some sort of traumatic experience, a loss, depressed, fearful, envious or whatever the case may be, but I can feel it.
I was a pretty happy kid, I had to fake it. I had to get into this miserable character before I wrote poems.
Even though I am smiling, I have some suffering in my heart.
I was always telling people I was doing great, even if I wasn't.
It hurts when you have to smile and you don't want to smile, but the best thing to do is to smile.
No one realizes how much pain is hidden behind my smile.
It's hard for me to fake smile. I personally think I look stupid fake smiling.
Sometimes you do have a good time. But when it gets to the point where you're sitting in your home and you're just trying to cover what you don't want people to know. It's painful. And then you want more just so that you don't let anybody see you cry. Or anybody to see we're not happy.
