I hate me. No, I don't want attention, this is me actually

I hate me.

No, I don't want attention, this is me actually venting.
I make everyone think I'm okay, theres nothing wrong,
Inside, I'm dying, I don't want for a second for any one to think that I don't have it "together"
I worry every day that maybe someone will finally realize how many problems I really have.
I'm made up, no one really knows the real me, how badly I'm depressed.
Everyone thinks I'm the funny girl who doesn't have a care in the world.
I just wish I could be someone else.