The Real Inside of Me

I smile and I laugh that is what the world sees. But no one really knows the real me.. One that cries silently inside.. I walk down the streets without a care in the world.. but no one really knows the real me.. One that is in pain from a broken heart.. One that aches because we are apart. In an instant a memory returns and my eyes are filled with tears.. I know my mind is right where it wants to be, not in the present, not in the future, but in the past. I want to freeze that moment and relive it forever in my mind.. And then a stranger is looking at me.. The tears must be wiped a smile must be forced.. And once again no one really knows the real me….