I'll describe the way I feel.
Weeping wounds that never heal.
Once I'm cut.
The blood wont stop.
I'm forever hurting.
Can you see through my disguise.
When you look into my eyes.
I seem so happy.
But I'm sad.
You think I'm good.
But I'm bad.
If you saw the truth within.
Would you still let me in?
You think I'm nice.
You should think twice.
Because you'll never know me.x
