I smile on the out side
but on the inside i'm about to break,
she puts make-up on but not to make herself look pretty,
but to cover up her puffy red eys from crying,
he walks down the hall with his head up high,
hopeing people can't see the pain in his eyes.
some may not look at all of us and see whats wrong,
some will see but not do a thing,
those who do are your friends,
they know you best and see whats wrong,
no words are spoken but you move on,
they are there for good, bad, and ugly
thanks for making me be stronger.