See that girl over there? She looks happy right? Telling jokes, smiling, having a great time, and...dying inside. She's hurt and tired. Tired of the drama, tired of not being good enough, tired of life. But she doesn't want to look dramatic or attention seeking. So she keeps it all inside and cries at night. Everybody thinks she is the happiest person they know. That she has no problems and her life is perfect. If only they knew the truth...that girl...is me.