The Unknown Poem by Jensen Hood

inside I'm crying
outside I'm smiling
no one notices
but its hard for me to control these feelings
when you see me walk by-
it doesn't look like it but I just want to die
thoughts racing through my head
then comes the tears that I shed
how can I change
all the tears and rage?
you say you understand,
and I need a helping hand
This may be true
but take a walk in my shoes-
sadness, anger, and unbearable pain
your walk of shame with no one to blame
as the time moves slower,
my self-esteem keeps getting lower
Is this my world?
Or just some fantasy?