Who's That Girl?

There's a girl who walks with her head held down.
She doesn't make a noise, a whisper, or a sound.
She feels the people staring at her with glares.
And on the inside she feels like nobody cares.
She cries to herself silently and fakes a smile.
She thinks to herself that life isn't worth while.
Everyone hate's her, ridicules her, ignores her.
Her life's going by as nothing but a blur.
No one notices the pain that she feels.
But she never tells anyone, her lips stay sealed.
She fakes a smile, a laugh, says she's okay.
But she knows she can never be the same.
No one knows everything she has been through.
Everyone laughs when she walks in the room.
People think she's joking, that this is all a lie.
But the more they say, the more she wants to die.
She tries to let it go and ignore all the pain.
You can't have a rainbow without a little rain.
Everyone teases her, but no one regrets.
The bully never remembers, the victim never forgets.
Do you know this girl? Who could she possibly be?
Well please don't be surprised, but that girl is me.
You didn't know that because you never notice.
But for some reason when I cry, you focus.
I guess I am used to it, so I will leave with a sigh.
And I will fake a smile, fake a laugh, and say goodbye.