The Other Day,
My friend Jake said,
"Torrye, why are you always sooo happy?"
So I answered, "I don't know. I just am." But sadly,
I was lying... I paint my smile on everyday, knowing how hurt
I am inside, from family problems, to him, to drama, to being
left out with a few friends. That boy broke me beyond repair,
but I don't let it bother me anymore no matter how much
I'm in love with the kid... But I don't let it bother me, although it
kills me inside. I push it all aside so I can strut my stuff down that hallway
& let no sadness get to me. Look in my eyes,
They Tell A Whole Different Story...