hope?

When they look upon my life all they see hope and joy
Never knowing the festering wounds on the inside
I try my best to cover them up but salt does not work
All it does is burn and bleed
So all I do is wrap it in joy and hide it lies
Hoping it will stay hidden and not dissolve the wraps
The wounds continue to fester each and every day as i lie down and say to myself it will be okay
Now i don't know were they begin and end for they are strung togrther
I find new wraps every day to keep me alive but they shrink by the time I fall asleep
Thinking to myself tomorrow will be better