She is not well

The world sees a calm face,
They hear a laugh.
But that is not the case,
Things are not what they appear.

Inside she is reeling,
Always upset,
She hates that feeling.
Why can’t she just be happy?

you wrote:

The world sees a calm face,
They hear a laugh.
But that is not the case,
Things are not what they appear.

I like that stanza very much.

The second stanza needs some work, but I like the first line, "always reeling." and the third line, "she hates this feeling"

My friend is a great person at work but just as I am begining to know her better she lashes out at me,and begins to tell me how I will eventually want to get rid of her.
Sad, because she is so much fun to be around.

she's not the girl everyone thinks she is,
she's so much more, has so much more potential.
Why can't people see this in some people? It annoys me so much. I hope - if this poem refers to you, Autumnkitty, that somebody notices and I hope you feel better.
I wish feeling happy were easy, but just in case it isn't, there'll always be someone to talk to here.
x x x
Harri