She's bottling up those feelings, thinking we won't know,
She thinks she can hide, the feelings she can't let go.
We see it in her eyes, the way they brighten when he's near,
The way she zones out, like it's only his voice she hears.
But something has changed, she's not the way she used to be,
She's no longer smiling, or living her life happily.
She thinks we don't notice, she thinks we shouldn't care,
But how can we not, when if it were us she would be there.
We notice how when she smiles, how her eyes they betray,
Telling us the story of how her night was dark and gray.
She tries to hide her scars, but we already know they're there,
She really thinks we're blind and tries to tell us we shouldn't care.
Her low self-esteem, seems to bother her more than you would know,
And yet she won't talk about it, she hates people knowing she's feeling low.
She doesn't think she's pretty, or that she has a smile as to which no one can compare,
When people try to compliment her, she pretends she doesn't hear.
We are starting to worry, but she doesn't understand why we do,
All she hears from other people is: "how could anybody love you?"
She doesn't realize, that its just the voice in her head,
It's driving her crazy, leading her to believe; she'd be better off dead.
But there's nothing we can say, nothing we can do,
That makes her understand, that we care about what she's going through.
What can we say? To make her believe,
That we care about those cuts under her sleeve.
There's nothing they can do, there's nothing they can say,
That will make me believe that I don't deserve to be this way,
There's no way they'd understand, because not even I do,
I guess this is just something I have to go through.
They won't understand, if I try to explain,
That as the days drag on I cause more and more pain,
I can't trust them even though they've been through so much,
But they'll soon notice when I start to flinch at their touch.
It's confusing and unreal, the pain I can't describe,
Nothings really happened, I just don't want to be alive.
Maybe someday they will finally see,
That even though they did, I could never love me.
**not very good, and I'm not sure if it works but it's my perspective sorta of what my friends try to tell me?**
