What they don't see...

There's are something's you dont know, that i try to keep out of sight.  like when im smiling during the day, i'll go home crying that night.  My past isn't pretty, and i've made a lot of mistakes.. but when i think about it, the pain is too much to take. I lost my parents, and i've lost friends.. the pain is unreal and it never ends. But i'm the girl people look to, when they need to cry. but how come when im sad, they never ask me why? I know that i am smiling, and pretend that i am fine.. but i'm holding up a curtain, hoping no one crosses the line. They wont see the scars, or the mascara running down my face, because tomorrow i'll wake up smiling, pretending i'm okay.  

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