The guy with the mask.

I smile, I laugh, I joke around
but my feelings no one has ever found
they see me everyday with a smile on my face
but when I get back to this place
I feel as if it's my own hell
as if I'm locked in a cell
the tears run down my face
I sit in my room quiet and wondering
if anyone sees the pain I feel
and how it's oh so real
another day comes as I put on my mask and hide
no one sees the pain I feel inside
I laugh and I smile
but inside I'm sad
I wish someone could see
I get back to this place I call hell
where it all began and where I fell
I take off my mask but I'm still all alone
and it kills me that no one will ever know
I wish I could be the guy that people think they really see.

I’m the guy, who hides behind a smile everyday.
I’m the guy, who has a tough exterior.But that’s not who I really am.
I’m the guy, who has a lot of problems, but doesn’t share one thing.
I’m the guy, who keeps everything bottled up.
Sometimes I just need someone to talk to. 
Someone to care about me.
Someone to listen to my problems.
Someone to hold me when I'm sad.
Someone to love me.
Nobody knows the real me.
Nobody knows what I go through everyday.
Nobody knows what I have to do just to make it through the day.
Nobody knows that I’m the guy who isn’t who I say I am.
And I’m the guy who is just invisible.