Smile

I am happy. Don't you ever doubt it.

I'm a liar,
I don't like what I am,
I dream of what I could be,
I don't like what I say I am,
But I lie anyway.

I'm happy
In the saddest sense of the word,
I'm not going to figure that out,
I'm content with what I have,
But I cry anyway.

I'm crazy
In every sense of the word,
I try not to show others,
Just how fucked up I am,
But they know anyway.