Behind the Smile

Are the tears you never see.

Underneath the laughter

Is a pain inside of me.

You ask me how I'm doing

"Good" is all I say.

It's the same conversation

Almost every day.

My friends, my family

The people closest to me

They don't see all of the

Feelings that I'm hiding.

The people that I work with

Every single day

See me and carry on

As if everything's okay.

When you look at my face

What you see is a mask.

But if you look behind the smile

You will see I'm depressed.

So when I tell you "I'm good"

And you're so quick to believe

It makes me feel all alone

I thought you knew me.

Sometimes it's hard to say

All of the feelings that are real.

I never thought I would be depressed

But this is the thing

I have to get off my chest.

Everybody, anybody

Who cares at all

When I say "I'm good"

Know those words are false.