happiness is what u make of it somedays are better than others
i may look happy on the outside but on the inside im dying
of being broken so many times so many doubts about people and myself not sure
were to turn or were to go the pain is still so real
i eel like a lost kid looking for acceptence in life
with out a family lost and alone
happy on the outside is she when deep down she is crying on the inside
waiting for someone to love her for who she is not what she use to be