Its sad the way you think of me
think that i worry and care about them
please dont you see this really is me
i cant hide anymore i started to
die inside keeping myself inside
you dont know who i am nobody does
why cant you look at me honestly me
you may not want to see the images i see
but neither do i
the visions of my life floating by
i refuse to go back inside i cant let myself die
dont you see this is my way of saving me
why wont you let me free
why would you want me to die go back inside and
hide who i am
i cant let them win again the people who
think they know the people who say they know
Hell they could never know this is my reality
and i rufuse to let me go back inside and be who im not
i cant be someone who doesnt feel never real
here i am and this is my stand
