Staring at the paper, feel I want to wright.
With words on a piece of paper I want to take you for ride.
I want to show you all that I am, so don't run in fear and hide.
I need you here, close by my side.
To take one step will show you nothing more then all you knew from before.
To see what's underneath you need to walk with me to very last door,
then ill show you what you came here for.
The shallow feelings suddenly turn deep, the scars have not healed underneath.
The smiles are only covers for the pain that dwells inside.
The hopelessness, the fears this is where they reside.
So pull away the glamour of ordinary life, see what's underneath the every day smiles.
Find me at the end of the journey and you will see, I'm so much more then what i seem to be.
