Why Me

I’ve always wondered,
Is it just me?
Or is it the whole world?

It feels like it is just me
But maybe it’s not.
Does anyone know the answer?

My mask is finally breaking,
But I don’t want it to,
Because if it does, then everyone will see the real me

I don’t want people to see the real me,
I’m not like the others think.
I have more problems then I let on.

Even though the mask starts breaking,
I find a way to mend it.
So I can stay the perfect little girl everyone thinks I am.

One day the mask will finally break.
And when it does
Who knows what will happen?

Maybe I’ll finally get the help I need.
Maybe more people will ignore me
Maybe I’ll just not be here anymore.

I guess only time will tell
Let’s see who really notices if I’m gone
Maybe no one will, and they’ll be happy I’m finally gone.