you see that girl? she looks so happy, right? telling jokes, smiling, having a great time and her smile says one thing but if you look in her eyes you will see she's dying inside. well I'm that girl. i am the girl that everyone thinks is fine. they think I'm happy and alright. Yes i do smile and laugh but its my way of distracting the things in my past. I am the girl who goes home and cries. i was getting better.. but then i remembered what i was trying to forget and now I'm being torn apart by the things that happened to me, putting me right at the start.