Laughter is not the best medicine.

This mask I'm wearing has started to crack,
But the real me is still hidden
This isn't me,
The smiling and the laughing:
Is all fake.

They say laughter is the best medicine.
In reality, it's just the best disguise
I've gotten so good at pretending,
I don't know who I am anymore.

With no one to turn to,
In times of trouble
This facade stays strong
I'm trapped, in a living nightmare.

Just for once, I want to be loved.
I need to pull the sleeves up,
To reveal the scars.
And not be judged
Please?