I'm aching on the inside,
But cheery on the outside.
Isn't it the inside that matters?
People don't seem to notice that.
I act like I can handle everything,
When I really can't.
I try to bottle up my problems and sorrows,
But that only makes me hurt more on the inside.
I keep telling myself everything will be ok,
When I know half the time it won't.
But I keep trudging through all the darkness,
Knowing someday, somehow, I will reach light.
I know, deep in my heart, that someday
I will prevail.
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