I am a poor boy

With more pain than peace

I smile like it's easy

But it's all make-believe

They ask me to sing loud

They say, “Choose a happy sound”

But I am the quiet song

That no one sticks around

So I pretend to joy

Wearing laughs like a mask

Not because I'm strong—

Just to make the sadness pass

They don’t need my rain

So I keep my tears behind

Yes, I pretend to joy

And keep the truth inside