What do you see
When you look at me
A smile
A jokester
The person who got it all together


But no one takes the time to see what is underneath
Why I seem so perfect
Why I don’t talk about me

All they see is two married parents who look so happy
Me going to church and listening
Volunteering at homeless shelters
All the good

But know one knows whatt ii do when no one is around
The pressure to be perfect is on everyone
they take it seriously and I do to
but with me I take it to the next level
I make my life look perfect to everyone
I let know one past this fearless wall I have put up

So no one will see the real me ever
never