Poem of sorts

She sits around not knowing what to do
Smiling when she's sad is a constant pain
It's hard to know this feeling she goes through
In the end there's nothing to gain.

People believe she's got it all perfect
When in reality she hates breathing
Hard is wondering if it's not worth it
Fearing that life will keep people leaving

Sooner or later the fake smiles fade
They're gone as if they were never there
She will hide in the dark, hide in the shade
Trying to ignore that this is not fair.

She will go through life as if nothing hurts
And she knows it's a neverending curse