Everything Poem by iris beas

Everything I thought would turn out right, didn't.
The mistakes I've done won't be turned around.
Everything lies beneath a fake smile.
The tears I've cried are covered up with pure lies.
No one knows the truth because I've learned to hide.
Everything turns out a different way, Nothing will ever be the same.
No one can ever replace this harsh feeling, the feeling of being dead.
I thought that things would be different.
Eveytime I smile, I wish I could keep it throughout the whole day.
I hate to cry, because crying shows my weakness.
If I'm weak, I would give up, But this just shows how much i want to.
But I keep resisting all this pain.
I just want everything to change.