Untitled They think I'm happy. Say i lead a good life      & that i think life is great. They think i have everything going for a girl. Think I'm happy... It's a mask I wear. I like to pretend. Make believe I'm always happy. I hide it behind the walls of my heart, But that only makes the emptiness hurt worse. Anger and sadness boils my blood. Depression tears at my soul. I know that love can ease the pain. Too bad no one knows how much i've suffered. Right now I'm on the brink of destruction. I'm about to crack, about to burst.                                                     ~Gwen~