This is what I call... a poker face.

"I sometimes pretend to be happy, talking a lot and laughing out loud so nobody would know what's really inside. But at the end of the day, I always find myself all alone, encountering the truth that I'm too broken inside that not even millions of laughter can't take it away. I actually am tired of pretending, but what else do I have? I have no one to trust to share things. I guess I'm so used to being all alone, forgotten, and left over."