Its like I always wear a mask,
like no one knows the true me.
Im the only one that sees the real me,
the only one that sees me cry,
and Im the only one (in my family) that wants to die.
People ask me if Im okay,
I want to cry in their arms and tell them everything,
but I dont, I tell them to get the fuck away.
I hate it...this isnt the true me,
Im was rele fun to be around,
until the day I found out that my parents werent together no more.
Thats where my life changed,
thats when I started a new life. |
