If you look at me you’ll see,
I’m as happy as can be.
If you look inside my mind,
Something else, I’m sure you’ll find.
Covers up a nasty mess.
I’ve been damaged, hurt, you see.
The pain I’ve lived, is part of me.
I live with myself every day.
I wish there were another way.
Beneath the hurt and pain, I know,
Are seeds that just may help me grow.
There’s a loveliness I see,
In the world and in me,
but the loveliness I know,
Is not the happy me I show.