I used to be someone,
Innocent.
I used not to know what the world was like,
To begin with.
Forever to be that way,
But things began to change.
When I started to hurt and,
So, I began to put up a smile,
I am hiding the natural face that I could give someone.
But no one seems to understand me.
So behind the scene,
I began to cry a lot,
facing troubled waters,
on my own.
I couldn\'t bear what the world taught me,
I started to hide my bruises and my scars,
so I could begin with a smile,
Only at the scene of the crime.
Behind the scene,
I am a different me.
You wouldn\'t believe you\'re own eyes.
I could fake a laugh and feel no remorse or guilt.
I wish you well,
but behind the scene,
It is always going to be the true me.