Saying "I'm fine," was always a lie.
I put up a shield to hide you from the truth.

All the nights I cried, seemed to be endless.
I didn't want to tell you what was really going on.

And since you still don't know, I'll keep this up.
Wearing a smile out of fear.

Laughing, wanting to cry,
Singing wishing I could die,
joking around like everything's fine..

...There's a reason why I fear dark nights.
Because It's the only time I can cry.

Alone, in my empty room,
feeling the regret that seems to go on forever.

I wish I could tell you,
but something in me doesn't even want to try.

So everyday when the sun comes up,
I put on a Blank Face.

[ Context ]: This poem is specifically about being very sad, and not wanting/being able to tell anyone. This character is feeling the anxiety of contemplating if it was really worth it to even say a word. The character puts on a "Blank Face" by pretending she/he is happy but underneath is dying.