What do you see?
Do you see me or do you see someone else?
If I act like someone else, will you go away or will you stay?
I can no longer act like someone else.
I can longer take it.
I can no longer lie.
I can no longer go on.
What you have seen I am not really me.
That’s how I must act.
I cannot show you the real me.
I cannot show you me.
I show you happiness on the outside,
When I am crying and dying inside.
My life is one big lie.
My smile,
My laugh,
My happiness.
It’s all one big lie.
I cannot show you the lies, I lye behind.
I cannot show you the real me.
I cannot show you me.
Why can’t things get better?
Why can’t everything be fine?
Why do I always cry when I’m alone?
And cannot show anybody?
Is it because I’m scared?
Can you see my tears?
I guess not since,
I don’t expect you to understand
Cause you can’t see the tears.
I cannot show you the real me.
I cannot show you me.
