Smiles to go,

Nobody can know

That behind every smile

Is something quite vile

 

I live to please

So I hide all of these:

Every sneeze, every wheeze;

And I smile when teased

 

But behind the curtain

I’m feeling uncertain…

This isn’t the real me.

 

Sometimes sadness sweeps

Inside a Me that just weeps

Day and night,

There’s no light—

I thought I’d sow what I reap

 

Thought if I smile, they’ll smile

And it’ll last for a while,

But the smile’s starting to fall

And fall....

And fall.....

I gave it my all,

But I can’t be your doll

So let me go free

 

'Cause that isn’t the real me.