• She can only cry in her sleep.

    Hiding everything,
    Keeping it all inside,
    Unable to form it in to words;

    She can only mumble them.

    Her eyes are dry,
    But the look she gives,
    Only hurts others' hearts;

    I look away,
    I can't bear to look at her,
    It hurts too much to admit;

    She is my reflection in the mirror.

    Wearing the smiling mask,
    Acting like the stupid one,
    The one with no problems;

    Always accused of lying of her problems.

    I'm so sorry,
    That I won't tell what's tearing me up,
    I don't want to tell;

    It hurts too much to see others worry.

    I'm okay,
    I'm not hurting,
    My life is great;

    All of these are lies that you hear.