It's screaming in your face
picturing it so plain
picking out a steady pace
about to go insane
tieing up the broken lace
going through all the pain
putting it in a locked up case
holding it in vein
it is being sealed
held so long inside
as the hurt begins to build
your different worlds collide
they tried to be concealed
secrets pushed outside
instead they chose to be revealed
they can no longer hide
