Written by: Cristyna Small

I face the world with a SMILE; no one knows what is hid inside.
  They see only happiness, can’t see the tears I've cried
  When I am alone I HURT, because here I do it well.
	In front of all the watchful eyes my HEAVEN turns to HELL.
  The judge and jury awaits me, everyone has a say.
  In a life that hangs suspended for yet another day.
  Who are they to judge if what I have done is right or WRONG?
  Why do they stare? Trying to look concerned about what happens to me, **** YOU…..
	They say that life goes on and someday I'll SMILE again.
  But, how do they know my pain without being where I've been?
  I'm trapped, stuck under earth, so **** what you THINK
  I Deserve... I've been DEAD since BIRTH..