Could the world understand?

I don't want the world to see me
cause i think they would disagree
i don't think they could understand
this isn't the life that i had planned

everything feels broken
there are to many words unspoken
air barley escapes from my lungs
and i feel that i speak in a foreign tongue

i don't want to go on when its hard
i cant let anyone in i put up my guard
i am so scared to see you
talking of me is a taboo

and i don't want the world to see me
theres things they just cant see
the open wounds that don't hurt me
the simple things that set me free

I was never told how hard this was
i am so scared that you will see all my flaws
the cracks and imperfections
everything has gone in the wrong direction

i feel pain but i am not sure if i care or if i like it
suicide is something i could not commit
i don't forget the world could forgive
but i am not sure i am going to survive