Do you actually know me? Do you know who I really am ?

Though I smile, there's something I am hiding and I can't find a way to relate with the people around me.

Sometimes I pretend to be happy, to be busy when inside I just wants to cry out loud.

Why not take a look at my life and put yourself in my shoes ?

And maybe you'll see why I wait for the day when it comes.
I realized people just can't seem to get past all the things that mismatched on the surface.

I feel myself retreating back to where I am now.