Everyone only knows me by my name,
they don't know whats going on in my head.
They think I'm without shame,
but actually deep inside, I'm dead.
I live my life like any normal kid,
and they see me as a quiet and shy little girl.
They never watch me as I bleed,
and do crazy things while my mind's in a swirl.
They never hear my shouts and screams,
in fact, they never listen to me at all.
They don't know I have broken dreams,
and that I bang my head against the walls.
They, my family and every one I know,
will never notice how much pain I'm in.
I guess I can only let go,
and kill myself from within. |
