These tears you see falling are my heart on my sleeve, I'm dying on the inside, but the outside is all you see I can put on a fake smile that is your faulty reality, I can alter my perception of who you think is me I have all the things that make others happy looking at my situation can fill someone with jealousy but deep inside I'm broken where no one else can see, I hide the wounds by laughing to cover my frailty So many different experiences formed my personality, some were good and some were just major tragedies I don't want to go back again, it's all too hard for me so, I put on a plastic smile and pretend just to be