If you passed me on the street
My long sleeves and smile make
Me look
Like I'm unbroken, happy
Carefree.
It's not me.
I am a broken screaming girl
When you see behind my walls
Addicted to pain to hide it
And sobbing behind closed doors
Alone for the most
Anything helps, a smile, a nod
But my long sleeves and smile keep
Me from salvation
