My Blue Dress

I never seem able to stop a fall, my life is just a mess Even though I don't look it- smiling in my blue dress I comb my hair and keep it down, something I never did The secret behind it? I can keep my face well hid My smile, and my kind words mean nothing, no not these days And on the outside, though I may seem stable, my body discretely sways I cannot handle the weight on my back but bear it with a grin Though on the inside I lost the game, on the surface I appear to win At night I'll curl into myself and cry until I'm asleep Yet in front of people-smile. I smile so they can't see me weep