But really, who am I?

She’s the girl with the smile

She’s the really peppy one that likes to dance

She’s the one that’s always happy, no matter what

She’s the one who’s able to hide her other side

No one knows what she thinks or does when she’s alone

They don’t see how much she truly hurts and cries

So many reason that lead up to the question,

Who am I?

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