sad life

no one actually knows how much I cry no one will ever know how much I try and no one will realize my love and patience with them everyone says: "Yes, I know her," but do you really? do you know my mind, heart, and soul? do you know how late I stay up over thinking do you know how much I hide my feelings do you know how much things I need to do at home or events? do you? I don't think so. now you do now you know why I care about everything and anything.