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by Lyss is dead Jan 23, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The smile that you see Is a way I use to hide a temporary cover-up for the pain I feel inside It leads to false conclusions about my current state I'm a young girl suffering trapped in a world of hate But you can only see the things I choose to show I'm so torn up inside and you will never know I'm scared and I'm alone And you just don't understand I'm trying to reach out But no one will take my hand The real me is inside Trying hard to break free but you can't fix the things that you chose not to see I don't want your sympathy Because on me it's wasted It won't erase the hurt or all the tears I've tasted You try so hard to change me you push with all your power But I'm moving farther from myself with every passing hour You don't like who I've become or anything I do Maybe you hate me so much because I'm turning into you...