The Front

When you see the outside,
You think that I am fine,
You fail to look within me,
To see the things I hide.

You think that I have courage,
You tell me that I'm strong,
But deep inside, I'm terrified,
I just want to belong.

My heart is caving in on me,
The love is running dry,
And though you think I'm happy,
You cannot see me cry.