At school I'm known as that blonde girl who is always laughing
and smiling, the one who is pretty and has so many friends.
But what they don't know is that I just smile and laugh to hide
the pain, cry myself to sleep every night because I hate the way I
look, and was told by my "best friends" that no one likes
me.
Just because someone looks happy on the outside, doesn't mean
they really are.