They ask me what's wrong
I say I'm OK
I don't want them to worry
Tomorrow is another day
Happy it may not be
I'll wear a fake smile
They will know something is wrong
If they don't see me in a while
Maybe someone I should tell
I'm just hurting
I'm not doing well
I start to act like the old me
Everything seems fine
Happy people--happy they see
They don't care what I look like outside
But I do, my ugliness needs to hide
They say they like me for me
I'll stay happy as I could be
Friends are temporary, changes will take a while
They never knew I had a fake smile.