Can you tell me
what makes me angry?
Can you tell me
what makes me cry?
Can you tell me
how far I can go before I break?
Then you know nothing, don't you?
Don't tell me you know me like a book
Cause you don't
I won't let you ever read me
unless I know I can trust you,
not to tear my pages.
When you see,
what I really am,
Please don't run away,
cause I trusted you.
And I let my walls fall down.