To you
I'm troubled
You always see something wrong with me
I show you my work
You say it's beautiful
But all I hear is the things you don't understand
You ask if something wrong
I say no
You ask "Do I not give you enough love?"
I feel that you should know that's not the case
You always ask what's wrong with me
I'll always tell a lie
Because I fear you
Your reaction
You told me that you'd try to understand
That you will act the way I know you will
"That's what mothers do."
But that's just the thing
I can't tell you my problems 
I can't share my emotions with you
It's too hard
I can't drag you into my stupidity
I'm afraid you'll just make me feel worse
It's happened before
Me sharing my problems
Nothing came of benefit
I only wanted to cry more
So you see
I can't tell you the truth
Maybe it's my age
My young mind can't see what you can do
But until then
I'll keep on the smile you love so much
I'll hide my pains and cries behind it
I'll be your daughter
The daughter that lies

Chan's Girl