p style="text-align: left;"You call me a demon, a monster, a freak, you say that I'mbr / stupid, useless, and weak But I won't cry, no I won't shed a tear I'll just fake a Smile and pretend I can't hear, because crying won't help, it does nothing at all, so I'll just hold my head high close my eyes and fake a / I smile so you won't see how much it hurts, how deep it cuts, wounds like these never really heal, just because you can't see them doesn't mean they aren't there. As I drag myself home bruised, and bloody, defeated, I hide in my chest a heart hardly beating. When I'm left alone at the end of the day there are a million things I wish I could say. jiji once told me that people are cruel, That should be an exception, but never the rule. Every day it gets harder to watch them smile and know it's real, I don't know how to smile like that, I don't think I ever will. It's hard to show what you will never feel. But nobody knows and nobody cares so I roll back my shoulders, hold my head high, and fake a smile. I see others like me sometimes, like Sasuke who hides behind a mask of hate or Neji and his ridicules obsession with fate, they expect me to smile and forgive them, to save them .they want me to save people who couldn't care less what happens to me. If they are breaking then I am shattering, every day I break a little more and soon there will be nothing left. if a soul is crushed does anyone notice as long as the body still smiles, even if it never quite reaches the eyes? br /as Sakura asks me to save him I realize the answer is no they can't see through the lies. They ask if I'm okay but it's not me they're worried about it's the mask that they know and it makes me want to cry again but I can't let them see me so I just fake a smile and beg thembr / "Believe It!"/p