Happy-Go-Lucky

I walk through the halls
with this disguise
plastered on
to hide my cries

My smile's on
as I laugh out loud
my misery locked
without a sound

You tell me you envy
of my irreplaceable smiles
the ones that are constant
throughout the miles

But when I'm alone
the mask is off
depression taken over
my life would stop

I smile because
other's are happy when I do
darkness penetrated
light shines through

My true self
hidden inside
all that's left
are the lies

Lies in which
I reveal
where it's taken over
what I conceal

I smile, jump,
I'm "ms. happy go lucky"
in which the world
thinks is part of me

but truth is
I'm weak and afraid
to the point where
depression is stained

I'm tired of pretending
being what I'm not
tired of misunderstanding
and crying on my own

However, when I try
other's don't believe its me
as if depression is a stage
engraved as a prophecy

And so I'm afraid
to reveal the real me
but instead remain acting
as "Ms. Happy-Go-Lucky."


[Published: 11.11.08]