Dieing on the Inside, Happy on the Outside

I’m dieing on the inside
But you’ll never know,
‘Cause I on the outside
I look happy.

Who will see the cracks,
In my happy façade?
Not the person to my right,
Nor the person to my left,
Nor the person standing right in front of me.

I’m dieing on the inside
But you’ll never know,
‘Cause on the outside
I look happy.

The only one I let in
Knows me more than most.
But most think they know me so well,
No one will ever guess
That they barely know me.

I’m dieing on the inside
But you’ll never know,
‘Cause on the outside
I look happy.