I am perceived as sweet and innocent

No bad thoughts can cross my mind,

I am seen as smart and thoughtful,

People seek my intellect all the time

Always I wear a smile,

A characteristic of mine always identified

All believe that I am content,

All believe that I am fine

If only they knew that I am hiding

Behind a bogus smile and kind eyes

If only they knew how I disliked them

If only they knew that what they perceived of me was fabricated,

I do not like to stand in crowds

So why approach me?

Are you drawn to what is false?

Despite of what I’m thinking

Despite how badly I want to get away

Regardless of all I know to not be true,

I do not let one know the real truth

For I’d rather they all like me

I’d rather they all think I’m fine

I’d rather listen to their pointless blabber

Then have them question my demise