Laugh And Shout

I worry about myself sometimes,
Many people don't hear my helpless cries.
I'm good at putting on a fake smile,
Haven't smiled properly in a while.
I'm totally different to my friends,
I think I've come to a dead end.
I'd rather lock myself in my room,
But I know I'd give up very soon.
So I stand up tall and brush depression off,
Getting rid of the person I know I'm not.
I try to smile everyday,
Be mature and polite is what they say.
Smiling now is not so much as a chore,
And sitting in my room is now a bore.
Even though me and my friends aren't the same,
We still hang out and act real lame.
I made the effort to sort my life out,
I succeeded in this and I wanna laugh and shout!